Kolkata 'O Kolkata

There is so much to see so much to describe,
so much to feel so much that keeps you trying.
But this place stops me stops me to have a look at it
stops me to think and ask the question "Why???"
Why or how can any place be this different, so undressed
arguments seem to start without a begining to which there's no end
But still i feel connected, connected to some of the spirits here
i can still hear the call which goes unheard by the best of ears

The houses that represent the British touch to the thatched ones
people who remain anorexic, some who wanna look good to some who can't afford that food