HYPE OF METROPOLITAN CITIES.

KOLKATTA MAD RAS CAL CUTTA People go to Mumbai to make money, To New Delhi to get power, To Kolkata, to survive. Banaras excites our senses. Kolkata deadens our senses. In no other city on the earth, you can see tens of thousands sleeping under the stars, on the pavements. A constant flow of humanity jams the miles arcade along the Chauranghi street. The miracle is that this huge city with millions unemployed, functions. It has not become ungovernable. It somehow transports millions to and from work, water gurgles from the standing pipes in the slums. Electricity goes on and off during the day is common. In the midst of odds, they find work in hundreds of thousands of workshops, small cottage industries, tiny stores and stalls, shoeshine kits, and rickshaws. There are many thin, underfed people about, but no one is starving. Even more remarkable is the fact that human conduct in Kolkata despite its cracks and difficulties, has not degenerated. It is a big cultural center of the country. Bengali poets dramatists, dancers have surpassed everyone in their creativity. Crime in Kolkata is minimum in comparison to other cities. The street sleepers do not cause trouble. They save every rupee to send their family in the villages. An enormous sense of responsibility guides the lives of these poor people and gives Kolkata a soul that other cities might envy.