The Joy of Staying in the 'City of Joy':The invisibles of my everyday. . Between Development theory and feminism, Babu ghat and Howrah Station, The E.M. By-Pass, Patuli and Spencer’s outlets, Fight with rickshaw drivers and walks along the ‘ pukurs ’, Piercing sound of the dhak from somewhere not too far, Oly Pub’s yummy beef to Flury ’s chocolate brownie, Watching idols on the roadside to yellow cabs zipping past SRFTI, Amruta Patil ’s bored urban life graphic pages on my wall, Zeeshan ’s biryani to roadside phucha to egg-chicken rolls, Rinsing my mouth with the tap’s salty water every morning, The posh South city Mall to fish selling shacks in front of Ambuja , Kumartuli in the rains, A curious two year old neighbor walking inside my house, Lectures by a historian on photography, Enjoying the Clown Prince at G.D Birla Sadan , A post-midnight drive to Khiddipore for some more booze, Posters on my bathroom walls to sleeping in a moshari , A sip of lebucha between the...
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