Feel at HOME
A murky white sky
Chirping of birds
Thousands clad in red and white
The fading voice of a woman
Millions running and yelling around
Welcome to my city
At the break of dawn.
Sight of many bidding adieu to loved ones
Many welcoming the dear ones
Moist eyes of many in joy and sorrow
The exhausted cops keeping a strict vigilance
Plethora of people wrapped in blankets
Welcomes all to my city
At the break of dawn.
The long queue of strangers
Waiting for the famous yellow taxi
The eagerly awaiting drivers
Waiting for the first customer of the day
The yelling conductor from red and gold bus
Alluring away people at low cost
Welcomes all to my city
At the break of dawn.
The smoke from freshly lit chullahs
The yawning of beggars at dawn
The yelling scavengers at work
The empty roads that stretch miles ahead
For the speeding yellow taxis
Welcomes you all to my city
At the break of dawn
Slowly as light breaks in
And the city comes live
Chirping of birds can't be heard
Only to be replaced by barking of dogs
The mist in the air disappears
To make way for black smoke
Sweat dripping from forehead
The honking of cars
And the hustling people
Welcomes all to my city
After the break of dawn.
4 comments:
aahh.. rhythmic..just like the city.
Personifies Kolkata...our own City of Joy..and Hope..and Aspirations!
really good .. hope calcutta recovers its lost glory someday ! i miss the quite calcutta sundays in particular ! :(
Nothing can more vividly describe and elucidate what my city stands for.. and what we look for.. everytime you stroll down the roads.. or just any random lonely evening.. Kolkata will be with you.. In kolkata.. You will never walk alone.. Great writing.. Great composition..
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