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Halcyon Step outdoors on Kolkata roads
Guess, who greets? Mother chaos
Private buses, special ramshackle
Dirty maroon-minis eking targets.
Ugly shapes and beautiful, bellow toxic evil,
Garrulous cover miles, exhaust pipes.
Traffic signals violate speedy vehicles.
Pavements full, hawkers swell
Eatables, variety sales, forced on streets
Drivers yell, "You fool, learn to cross roads"
Puzzled, he twists and turns, paper bag wind blown.
Pathetic policeman under half-done
Flyover stands, carcinogenic air pollution
Scorching sun, loud slogan
All this din to live, like a man
Thundering motorbike, screech a halt --
On duty sergeant
in impeccable white.
Morning and evenings rush hours
Dawn to dusk, visibly shabby; the high raised towers
Stand in silence - The city skyline
amidst deafening chaos
and bright city lights.
