Lines Composed on the City where I was Born
I do not know why!
But I am missing Kolkata a lot.
The Navaratri season has started.
It is time for Pujo in Kolkata.
The pandals with the various forms the goddess.
The crowds, the jhal-muri and puchka.
The stalls with the shooting games.
I just don’t know why!
Why I had to leave the city where I was born!
Chennai has given me a lot!
Moulded me in to a man,
From the gawky adolescent that I was!
Given me praise, friends, fame and a job!
Somehow the winds of change,
May destine me to return to the city,
Where I was born!
May be a bride from the land of sweets!
Who knows?
An offer to work!
In a land of bandhs and strikes!
A chance to travel by the trams and the Metro!
A chance to visit the maidan in the evenings!
Wish that some things,
Fall in to place soon!
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