As the day went on,
and Calcutta
sat through another bandh (after very
long, though), I fell back into my thoughts. I have been brought up in Calcutta. I have always considered
Calcutta to be
my hometown. I love this city and would have happily spent all my life here.
Until recently!
Calcutta for me is a city with boundless love for all
those who come to her. It has heritage, it’s rustic, has an earthy feeling. It’s
laid back, far away from the world’s rat race and yet you don’t feel like
you’ve been left behind! Sometimes when you walk down it’s streets in the afternoons
of summer, you’ll feel like you’ve landed in one of those R.K.Narayan stories
centered on villages. The dusty streets, the scorching sun, only a handful of
people around… One thing I’ve always felt is — No one gets lost in this city! They
just can’t! Because someone’s always ready to help!
Yet somehow over the
past few months, I’ve been feeling detached from the city. People are getting
frustrated, mindless quarrels are waiting to happen at every corner, the youth
is going away, the industries don’t even think of coming here. Calcutta’s been in the news for all the wrong
reasons, of late! And our new CM seems to be making matters worse. Today, she
declared another rape case as an attempt to malign the Government. Excuse me?
Malign the Government? How exactly? More importantly, why exactly?
All those crib
deaths happening in Bengal for the past year
have been labeled as the Opposition’s conspiracy! The lady’s comments defy all
logic! Basically, the Left didn’t do anything in their 34-year rule and now
they are the ones who are doing everything wrong!
Every morning the
papers bring news of another murder, theft, sexual assault or suicide!
It’s depressing to
see that a city I once found to be so safe is now turning into a dangerous den
of criminals!
I can only wish that
Job Charnock’s City of Joy
regains it’s allure and charisma before it’s too late...