Tuesday, May 22, 2007

This could be true of any City, but it doesnt happen everywhere.

You know, Calcutta is so overrated by the intelligentsia. Ask the lads there gathered at an adda smoking bidis, and chatting about everything, from Jose Mourinho's riff with his clubs owner to Kobita (their classmate) not having tits at all (fanka maath, empty field in english). It happens everywhere, the gossip, if not Jose Mourinho then definitely the Kobita stuff.

Untill not-so-long ago these guys wandered aimlessly, singing Nachiketa songs, inebriated. But I hear they've all got jobs with the call-centers in
Calcutta and with other call-centers in the country.

Shantanu aka Kanu, works in
Bangalore now. And like any other Bengali good-boy, he has to visit his Maaaaaaaaa at least twice a year (nothing Oedipal about it, let’s not read much). He was part of the group described above and is one of the guys doing quite well in life, monetarily.

Kanu left Bangalore in the morning for Cal. He took a flight. It’s economical and within reach now, you know. Nothing special happened at the airport or inside the shuttle bus or inside the bigger bus. No sexy chicks by his side, no naughty airhostesses. In fact the airhostesses were shabby with stains on their uniforms. I mean yeah…wut do you expect of a no frills airline.

Contd.

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