Updated On: 20 April, 2022 07:09 AM IST | Mumbai | Mayank Shekhar
Conversational sketch of an adorable city that quite simply never leaps

You see Biharis running the streets still—hardcore hajaams cutting hair, vendors selling jamun, cabbies in sweetly khatara, yellow Ambassadors. Representation pic
What’s it about a city, that no matter who you meet, whatever their age, or whether they live within it anymore, the conversation inevitably centres on what it used to be. That’s been Kolkata for me, including its former name Calcutta (‘Cal’), for what it was.
Of course it’s the capital of West Bengal, which should only be called Bengal, since East Bengal is merely an old football club that Calcuttans have habitually loved (along with Mohun Bagan, Mohammedan Sporting).