City of Joy

The dialect simple and sweet

The speakers too possess both

Mahatma's dream here is true

Women can roam sans fear blue

Kolkata - the city of ever joy

Saviour of the poor and needy

Despite the odds that abound

Folks carry on leaving them behind

You find here all the means to move

Catch the ferry to cross the Hooghly *

Criss-cross the city in the slow tram

Ride in the little yellow elephants called taxi

Go round & round in the circular train

Go faster in the racing mini and maxi

Share the autos to reach connected city

Or the humble rickshaw to cross a mile

City protected by great Goddess Kali

Convey your miseries and walk freely

As I begin to say good bye to the City

I know it is ever ready to receive somdbody