My City - আমার শহর
By Rohini Roy
I’ve been a home bird for the first 25 years of my life. I was born in Calcutta, India. I went to school there, went to college there – even worked there. I lived in the same house I was born in – an old, huge mansion built in 1889 by the Brits with my parents. If I have to describe life in Calcutta, I’d say it was relaxing. Sure, I worked (and not a 9 to 5 job – I was in advertising, so my average work week would be of minimum 60 hours). But the life in Calcutta had a certain old-world charm to it. Living cost was low, there were many places to eat, party, and relax. Calcutta was, and will always be, আমার শহর (my city).
I have earned my place as one of their own – and that sense of belonging serves me as a warm hug on a cold winter night.