feels , my nose
the smell of tea along with vehicle fumes .
the cow , relishing on the garbage .
mantras chanted by the Brahmin
the bells , the prayers , can you listen ?
Imam saying "Allah"
ringing my ears with divinity .
the vendors , attracting customers .
some standing near the tea stall ,
talking about the development of nation
some guiding the tourists .
sound of 'kabbadi' echoes in the street.
the smell of sugary Rasagulla
pulling the epicures .
little boys running naked
splashing the mud .
life flows along the streets
take a walk at the evening
and feel the smell of tea along with vehicle fumes .