A terribly busy crossing...

the Gariahat-Rashbehari junction...

People reading the paper and discussing the days news, events, political moves.....immersed in their discussions and debates, regardless of honking cars/buses/autos, people shouting greetings across to each other, hawkers hawking their wares....and the whole human drama that happens at any crossing....

Some days you'll even see people balancing a chess board on the rail tracks that make up the barrier, totally focused on their chessmen.

You may also, a little later in the day, be lucky to catch a little boy weaving his way with cha...

The only Cal sky...

that I love is this one...dark, cloudy, with the promise of rain...

Cal skies...

                                A tangle of wires, palm fronds, and a bit of the Calcutta sky...

The Kachnar...

has started blooming!!!

(this is a pink one----taken with my phone camera from my window)

For sheer bad taste...

and appalling vulgarity...

Check out the Graphiti of March 3:

It's party time pooches! Canine caterers are laying our classy spreads for pets that offer everything from cakes to gourmet quiches and pizzas.


Seriously, can anything be more gross, uncouth, and so terribly unrefined? Can anything be more insensitive in a society where children and adults scrummage through garbage to find rotten scraps of food to eat....

Be rich, but don't pretend the poor and the unfortunate don't exist....

Be rich but don't think it is your birthright to think of and treat the poor as if that was where they belonged, and you are where you belong....

There's a shelter...

for every living being in Calcutta...even if the shelter is a dilapidated autorickshaw for a stray dog...