binod bastola


City of Joy an excerpt from my life's journey:


City of Joy an excerpt from my life's journey:
City of joy Calcutta now Kolkata. I love calling Kolkata (it suits the tone of sweet langue Bengali and their accent, people the way they speak/talk my personal view)
In the City of Joy. My first joyful land.
Unknown future; known me,
Full with aroma of art; every part was full with artistic heart.
Intellectual voices... most of the nook and corner, I heard the echo of art in every single heart, I met!
Soft like father,
Voices I gathered (belgali language) .
Tried to grab- i did some of those(kemon acho Dada, misthi khabo, may..chale...ami tumar k bhalo bachee) .
Every evening Rabindro Sangit on the roadside.
Every festivals celebrated like the grand festival of the year (saraswati puja...Kali puja Durga Puja...Biswakarma Puja...so on.
Misthi payes(kheer..sweet rice with many dried fruits with milk cooked) .
Simple life with simple living- -
Never felt I was in the Metro city- -had the same flavour of my small city Shillong.

Submitted: Sunday, August 03, 2014
Edited: Sunday, August 03, 2014

Topic of this poem: life


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