December'er Shohorey
It’s 2020, the lockdown had deepened and the hushed murmurs of a few people whispering about the recent COVID case found in a nearby neighborhood seeped through my room’s window carried by the quiet of the road outside my railway home. I remember sitting near the window(as usual) with my laptop scrolling YouTube when I found this piece of art, a song about Calcutta named ‘ December’er Shohorey’ . Calcutta as a city had always fascinated me in ways words scarcely describe. This song at that moment transported me to the city of joy while being confined in the four walls of my room. I was not able to understand it word by word but it felt like a gentle whisper which touched a part of me. It’s 2024 December and I’m in Calcutta. Maybe manifestations do work. The OG Yellow Taxi. I see those old rustic buildings waving Hi to my old rustic soul as I pass by them. My friends mutter about the chaotic parking that clutters the roads, but I can’t help bu...
