A while back one of my friend told me that it has been long since I have read what you have to share, well because of the simple fact that I did not have anything to write on. Nothing would suit my “Kahaani Chaar Panno Mein”. No, I did not voice my opinion about Jan Lokpal Bill or Baba Ramdev because I did not want to voice my opinion about it as they will not fit my “ Kahaani Chaar Panno Mein”. I am voiceless but I am a shadow as in being voiceless I still have a voice, and I like it that way.
When the voices were fighting for I AM ANNA, I was thinking about my Kahaani, well everyone does have their story to tell, my story would be “The old Girl back in her old city”! Finally from indescivie months I am counting days for that feeling till I go back to my addiction, to the place where I belong. The last time I visited that lace was filled with dullness, gloom and tears, but I hope to get back to that life which I left behind a year back! Coffee House, Dhakuria, Park Street, Prince Anwar Shah and others…. Common to the inhabitants but ask someone who was away from that place, he knows the essence of it all. “Kolkata back in the 30s is same as Kolkata in the 60s”……. In that way Kolkata back in the 70s would be the same as Kolkata in the 2000s and that is the best part because the hospitality and life there is unparallel!
I have left my life back with you and I will be there in no time to claim it back. I understand only visuals and its only visuals I have to offer, I want to see that life I have left you with. No, I ain’t a communist, I ain’t a racist, I ain’t a regionalist, neither am I a capitalist……… I am just the same old girl going back to claim her life in the City of Joy! This is my “Kahaani Chaar Panno Mein”.
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