The second installment of the Kolkata chronicles. Life has been going well and the job is getting more interesting. I will soon be heading an entire area all on my own. I will be incharge of the distribution and the distributer handling of the area. But this post is not about that. This is about Chess, Babes and the weather...
Chess
I have never been a big fan of the game. The play needs patience that I lack and then there is sitting in one place for a very long time that just isn't my thing. But things really changed when I cam to Kolkata. Here I was wandering the streets asking myself how to pass the time when I see this group of people playing chess. Now playing the royal game is no crime but when you play it sitting under the flyover, stooping over old worn out chess boards and mixed and mutilated pieces....it makes quite a heady cocktail. And the characters were interesting too. They ranged from small time shop keapers to local politicians, the friendly neighbour hood panwall to the reigning top 3 West Bengal grandmasters. They were all there. I have also made a couple of good friends there. I think I have started having a life here finally. More on that later....becasue I think there will be more to say on the matter....
Babes
I think I have mentioned it before that the babes in this town are awsome. They are all beautiful and all bengali....what more could a man ask for. Yes I am finding it difficult to approach them coz well...you don't just accost a person on the street and ask for their number. But I think the matter can be sloved my my two new friends. They have pals who will then have pals and I think I can cook up something from there. I has alll gone so well till now....why leave hope!
There are the cute ones and then there are the smoking hot ones. I have to travel all around the city for my job so I get to see all the goodies all around the city. Some of them would make the punjabi gals of Delhi look demure. With selvete figures and body hugging clothes....these are the forward thinking women that make Kolkata worth living in with all the pollution and stuff. And let me tell you...its not really the clothes. They might hug the body but are not revealing...its just that some of these beauties have the eyes and smiles that make you stop regretting that you don't live in the times of the Hepburns and Garbos. And when one of them slips one of those delicious smiles your way....What can I say...It sure makes my day. A city of beautiful women. There is nothing vulgur about them. God made them beautiful....not their fault now is it?
The weather
With all things good there are the bad eggs that you have to suffer in life's breakfast table. And that bad egg is the weather. It is humid as hell. You feel like you are walking and breathing through glue. I have wade my way through the air like I am in a swimming pool for the first time. And then there is the shitty bus. Or should I say the swaety bus. I will really spoil the mood if I say more. But that and the pollution are the only thing that make life a little difficult in this land of my ancenstors. But I have my fingers crossed and hopes are up like anything...!!!
Till later then good folks ...
tata
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