Delhi ...the city of power ...Mumbai ...The city of money ...... Bangalore ...The city of Technology .... Kolkata ...The city of ???
The Capital of British India ... The city founded by Job Charnok ...... KOLKATA .....
What then is Kolkata .... ?
They say to meet every kind of people ...you must visit an airport .... where people from all classes and places take off and land ....... Kolkata is the largest airport of all .... Hundreds of different lives take off in the abysses of Kolkata ..... Hundreds of them are grounded in its shadows ......
Like all rivers meet in the ocean ...and is indistguishable ....Kolkata is the sea ....the sea where everything gets mixed ... Everything loses its itself ....and is drowned in its unending flow ........
Kolkata makes you ...kolkata breaks you ...Kolkata teaches you to fly ....It gives you wings..... Kolkata teaches you to dream .... to look beyond the ordinary horizons .....In its bylanes infinite dreams are hatched ..... infinite poems are composed ....and its quicksand-esque reality gorges on those infant dreams like vultures on a wingless bird .......
In Kolkata everyone runs for a race ....In kolkata we dont live ...we survive .....where stopping spells dooom .... but kolkata it gives you chance to take a stroll in its race ...it gives you a chance of reflection ...It gives you a choice .... It gives you a space to stop and look around .......it teaches you how to cry ...It teaches you how ...even in despair ...you can smile ......
What is kolkata then ...Its a maze ...The maze of life ....Where everyday thousands try to find their life ...where every turn has got something waiting ....At the end some people do ...some dont .... Some people get lost in that maze ...Those unsaid words lose their way into its depth .......yet that maze ... In its maze the essence of Kolkata sings its song ...Its poem of love ...... and it weaves its magical web ....the Web of life itself ........
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