Kolkata is often, with great pride, called the ‘City of Joy’. The term originates from the 1985 novel by Dominique Lapierre and ironically, according to the book, there is nothing at all to be proud about it. The author gave the city the much overused nickname because he saw that despite facing hunger, deplorable living conditions, illness, bone breaking physical work (or no work at all) and death, the people in the city still hold on to the belief that life is precious and worth living, hence the ironical pleasure which lead to the creation of “City of Joy”.
Keeping this irony in mind, we at The Beacon have a section dedicated to all the children you see in and around the city. Not the once tightly held on to by their parents’ munching a bag of chips but the once standing in the corner trying to sell you a balloon or a hat to earn a meal; the ‘çhotus’’, ‘munnas’ and ‘buntys’ working in tea shops and markets in the city.
The ones the society has taught us to look over. This edition features the legendary Park Street during Christmas where almost all of Kolkata turns up.