Tilottama

It's been three long years that I have last seen her in this attire. Just after bathing in the monsoon showers, it is that time of the year when she gracefully flaunts the bright golden sunshine of autumn. Oh! She is beautiful - as ever.

The clear blue sky above, with patches of cotton clouds, add a unique yet very familiar Mantilla to her dress. Every day, on my way to the office, I perceive her celebrated perfume, which delightfully whispers - "Pujo is here!" Bengalis from each corner of India have been excitedly counting their days to meet her. You may think she is over-hyped, you may spend hours debating on her biased popularity, but once you meet her, you certainly cannot avoid her. She is like a Phoenix, who might fail one day but unquestionably rises from the ashes the next day. She might be struggling to meet your expectations as a metropolis, but she is more - she is lively, she is artistic, she is gorgeous and she is mine - She is KOLKATA!

10 more days and she is all set to dance on the rhythms of Dhak. And, trust me; NOBODY can 'Keep Calm!'

P.S - Thought of penning down something on 'Pujo', but ended up with 'Kolkata'. Probably, this is love.