I have just completed a year in Calcutta. Last year around the same time I had come here from my home for the first time. Living in Delhi, I had certain expectations from this city and I couldn't escape the obvious comparisons that would occur in my mind. Though I haven't seen the city in its totality, it fails to stand up to Delhi which invokes a mixed reaction within. The good part is I can romanticize about Delhi being the perfect city and the bad part is I'm not in the perfect city.
But the thing that I miss the most are the wonderful friends I have or made in Delhi. The fact is disheartening. That's why sleep is eluding me tonight and I'm here writing this post. One year is perhaps too less a time to make deep and intimate relationship. But at least in a year one will figure out who would be those long lasting friends. I too have. But that number is a bit disturbing. I always had a long list of close friends. Things seem to be changing. May be the long vacation, which is supposedly my internship, is taking its toll on me. I don't seem to know. Or may be the time to make those selfless relationships is just over.
But last one year has been the longest year for me. Working round the clock, mostly out of my comfort zone has made me learn a lot of things. This year has made me realise that physical time and memory time are two different things. Initially when there would be too much work pressure, I would greet the same person in the evening whom I had met in the morning thinking that I had met him/her the previous day. Finally I'm learning the Calcuttan way of speaking Bengali. May be next time onwards I won't have much difficulty in convincing people that I'm one though I am no more proud of this fact. The bygone year has acquainted me more with reality and my responsibility towards me and my family. One basic truth I have learned is that the struggle with life will never get over. There would be no particular point after which there will be just happiness. Struggle and victory goes simultaneously. You are never sure when you will meet whom.
2 comments:
I know Baharul, One year in Calcutta, and well another to go.
I completely agree with you over the fact that the 'list' has diminished..
I like when you talk about the greeting the same person twice in the same day, thinking you met him yesterday... and about working even when ain;t comfortable.
All this have surely taken its toll on us. But as you said, struggle and success. :)
Thanks,you are back after the long break.
This made a good read.
If success and struggle accompany us through out why can't relationships?
Those times never get over!
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