Kolkata :)

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I have often mentioned Kolkata in my blog, and some posts are in fact dedicated to Kolkata. I hated this city despite the fact that I was born here, stayed here in the initial years of my life and despite it being my 'mamarbari'. I hated it in my college years when I could judge situations and places and the quiet that my hometown had offered me, all throughout, was and is still unbeatable. But as years passed by, I started feeling for Kolkata in a different way. True it always had things to annoy me, but then no place is perfect. I think I know when exactly I fell in love with Kolkata. It was since the day I started staying in my single room during my post graduation, took my regular lonely walks in and around my college, and that also included my often spending time in the Ramkrishna Mission in Bidhan Sarani, listening to ' 'Kirtans'. I felt independent in my own way. Somehow the narrow lanes, the sweet shops and ' tele bhajar Dokan 'of North Kolkata touched me ( no smiling please). Not just that but also the east bengal and mohan bagan debate that i hardly understood but enjoyed, and even the 'bangal' and ' ghoti' debate in trams and in public toilets. Yes, I have experienced that. (Can smile now). The 3 A.M insomniac feelings were painful but hostel mates were like that too, and it felt less weird. The 5 A.M mornings were the most beautiful part of this entire journey. I know it was or is not Kolkata specific, but it had a different charm because lonely in my room, away from home, I had all the pleasure and bliss i could have asked for in those few moments of sunrise. It was beautiful. I met some good people too, the past five years. Seven or eight more months more in this city. I wish I could stay for some more years. Sometime later maybe, but I will miss Kolkata for all those coming years or any year when i won't be staying here. I wish some magic could really help me. You have helped me learn and grow- KOLKATA<3

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