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Sep 2019
OH TO BE IN CALCUTTA.....OH NO, KOLKATA...

Here, noisy street protests often are seen.
Time plenty, people have; to scream n create a din.

Traffic unruly and often chaotic is,
Parking is a nightmare, that doesn't cease.

The buildings here, grand and stately were.
Today dilapidated and in a pathetic condition are;

"London bridge is falling down", goes an old old song.
But here they actually fall. There is something very wrong.

From superiority complex, suffer the Bongs;
Because, above all they are, in music n songs.

In speaking, often very loud they are;
You actually can hear them from far.

Educated, well- read , in literature;
proud they are of their rich Bengali culture.

English, many know; but their accent, "Baba re baba" !
"O" soft, is used, loudly as"Au", tauba-tauba !

A **** carries a lil Bengal, goes wherever he;
This abroad, very easily and often you see.

A ****'s Friend, (specially Manna Da's.)

Armin Dutia Motashaw.
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