10 Reasons Why You Should Leave Your Job and Come Back to Kolkata

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  1. Well, to be very frank I had that pleasant feel when I was staying in Bangalore(bong’s second Kolkata) for nearly 4 years….but all changed when I came for vacation around January this year and couldn’t resist myself to return to the roots…

    I did manage to get a transfer and …well I’m here … In my city… Where I belong..
    Good old soil where I grew up.. I’m in love again to my motherland…

  2. Ah! I want some biriyani and some phuchka to wash it down! I was intrigued by the post especially because of the match between KKR and CSK yesterday!

  3. I usually do not reblog, but this language is so compelling that I had to share on my own blog.
    This would go perfectly with my own blog post, “Phuchka, Mahalaya and First Love”.
    And also this Facebook Note:
    Ek jhhotkay aaina…
    Aaj ek jhhotkay aaina dekhe phellam… sei bhorer mithe roddur, kaak dakchhe ka-ka, rickshaw-r tung-tang, cycle-er kring, kring, thela’r khorkhor, jol-er chhor-chhor… ghum theke uthe pora duronto amar shohor.

    Bohudur chole gechhi tomar theke. Tobe phire ashbo nishchoi. Ekdin asboi. Bhaater haanri agle boshe theko. Ghorer meye ghore phirboi.

    Jani tumi khub byasto hoye porechho aajkal. Duniyar jantrik jibon tara korche tomar monthon jibonjatrake. Tai toroghori haate niyechho mobile, iPod, laptop, Tablet… Bakira ekakittor saathe mon koshakoshi kore obhimaan bhore dekhche eker por ek serial. Mane khub byasto rup dekhachho.

    Kintu ami jani, ei byastotar modhyeo ek chilte chhad ache jekhane roddur upche pore. Jokhon jibonjudhhe biddhostho hoye jabo, tokhon sei roddure madur bichhiye, pa chhoriye boshe muri ar cha khabo tomar saathe adda marte marte… Bosbe to tokhon amar saathe?

    Ar jokhon ghono borshay shopshop-e bhije ghore phirbo, tokhon adore-makha gamchha-ta egiye diyo kintu!

    Ami ashchi, amar jonyo na kheye thekona. Amar aste deri hobe. Kheye nio.

  4. Am not from Kolkotta but this blog is good for all the so called expat fools out there, like me, who gets excited at nothing but the sms beep at month ends salary arrival, who eats the bhel-puris from the stall under the air conditioned shopping malls-which even though is made to look like but hardly resembles the original stalls back in our home town, and then sighs with relief at knowing he at least did something similar to back home, who thinks their aging parents are happy to receive his money, who feels that going back to India would be the stupidest idea, blinded by the life style the foreign country offers, not knowing that finally the money earned is totally useless when he gets back to his home when he realizes-Hes Old, whatever he earned is consumed to marry his children off, invested in the celebrated education he gave them, his parents, uncles, aunts all have passed away a million years ago, hes a stranger to his home, what he thought was enough is not enough now with his deteriorating bank account. But he still gets the beep of sms which does not excite him anymore, when his beloved children from a better foreign country than he was, is sending him much more than he earned or what he used to send his parents…..back when he was able, strong, and had the ability to move in to his home town to find a content work and lifestyle, to teach his children the beauty of his homeland….to not to be alone at this age……looking towards to join his long foregone- parents and relatives soon enough…………!!!

  5. Reblogged this on lifeboatblogdotcom and commented:
    Am not from Kolkotta but this blog is good for all the so called expat fools out there, like me, who gets excited at nothing but the sms beep at month ends salary arrival, who eats the bhel-puris from the stall under the air conditioned shopping malls-which even though is made to look like but hardly resembles the original stalls back in our home town, and then sighs with relief at knowing he at least did something similar to back home, who thinks their aging parents are happy to receive his money, who feels that going back to India would be the stupidest idea, blinded by the life style the foreign country offers, not knowing that finally the money earned is totally useless when he gets back to his home when he realizes-Hes Old, whatever he earned is consumed to marry his children off, invested in the celebrated education he gave them, his parents, uncles, aunts all have passed away a million years ago, hes a stranger to his home, what he thought was enough is not enough now with his deteriorating bank account. But he still gets the beep of sms which does not excite him anymore, when his beloved children from a better foreign country than he was, is sending him much more than he earned or what he used to send his parents…..back when he was able, strong, and had the ability to move in to his home town to find a content work and lifestyle, to teach his children the beauty of his homeland….to not to be alone at this age……looking towards to join his long foregone- parents and relatives soon enough…………!!!

  6. Nostalgia puts calcutta right up on top. The naysayers have reasons to support their views , but the city is indeed improving.
    I can think of more reasons that can draw me back. How come no comment on the fabulous bengali food and the illish Machh ( sad that Skyroom and its wonderful preparation of fish bid us all goodbye)
    Jimmy’s kitchen was close to my para and am happy that its still there. Peiping on park street closed long ago and I remember it as one of the places we went to to célèbrate small successes – like a good performance in school.
    K C Das and the rosogollas , sandesh from Mithai in park circus Most of all the friendships that are never lost and have no connect with ones station in life. It may not be the ideal place to start and pursue a business career but its a great place to retire to!!!

  7. Aah, Kolkata-ma, amake khete diye dakccho? Kolkata-bondhu amake chhade ujjwol bikele khelte dakchho? Kolkata-prem amar shonge Moidaan e brishti te bhijchho? Kolkata-meye juto-moja haate haantu-jol thele amar shonge ishkool theke phirchho? Baba, cholo aaj ek shonge Royal er biriyani khai, jabe naki? Tarpor taxi dhore shoja Nandan. Oi dakho Kolkata, o tram theke nablo, – ek guchhi chul kaner pashe shoriye, raasta periye golir moddhye ektu nona dhora holde baritar shodor dorjaaye kora naarchhe – oke dorja khule dao. Ore showbaar ghorer janlar porda ta tene diyo – boddo rode aschhe – oke ektu ghumote dao.

  8. Very well compiled. Thou I belong to Del (mini Kolkata) but the way IT park has developed it will b a wise decision for people who spend thr childhood at Kol….

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