Few Ones…


From this roof of mine, you cannot see the Liberty or Big Ben.

From this roof of mine, you cannot see Iraq or Somalia.

From this roof of mine, you can see the 42 of Park Street & Atmosphere near Science City.

From this roof of mine, you can see the throbbing of stories so many.


The man, the one sweaty and shoulder tilted one side, is looking at his watch–

Standing at the queue of auto; what for he is in hurry–

Returning home after a long day or some thing else

Because I know he is widower and his son in London.


The lady, the one in green sharee, I knew her long ago.

The boy who was his lover made her pregnant and then denied.

She had been aborted & the boy no one knows of his whereabout.

She smile at me if we cross the road face to face; the boy was my friend.


The girl, the one coming out of the local named parlor, what’s her story…

The man wait for her half past eight every evening with his bike

She board it; is it out of love or fear or possessiveness…

The man, my teacher once, had serve sentence for killing his sister-in-law.


So many stories. So many life.

Three catch my eyes; grab my imagination.

All are sultry like this evening breeze.


The sky is gathering clouds. The air had stop flowing.

A storm is raging it seems as sky rumbles and flash.

So, it will rain–I hope. 

Kolkata will get drenched.


This poem is inspired by few songs of Anjan Dutt. 

All the characters depicted here are not real or doesn’t bear any relation with me.


19 responses to “Few Ones…”

  1. Oshadharon…one of the best in your kolkata series 👍👍


    1. 😊 aro 1ta ache…

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      1. Okay porbo nischoi👍


  2. A dozen stories for every glance down the street. It’s an amazing world for any writer. 🙂


    1. Yes…specially the mid evening time when everyone returning home…

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      1. I love walking though the city-centre, just to see what the people are doing today. 🙂


        1. Wow…I also sometimes…

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  3. very descriptive nice ……….


  4. Nice description of your city Sangbad. Been to Kolkata once as a kid during the Durga pooja time. Amazing experience.


    1. Okay…yeah that is the time when Kolkata look like a new bride…

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  5. You should get a book published Kolkata how was your day!!
    Such a beautiful way to take readers to feel the words!
    I wish I could write something for my city too!

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    1. You can…and I can say it will be better than me…write one yeh humara maang hai…demand…

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      1. Lol…no no infact please write one for my Delhi too…its my request. Based on one of your visit here


        1. I haven’t still visited Delhi…😐so you have to write it…

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            1. 😊 dont cry…

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