Dear Calcutta /Kolkata, Thank you for giving me a childhood that taught me the true meaning of being secular. Thank you for showing me that there was nothing abnormal about attending a Protestant school in the middle of a mixed neighbourhood. Thank you for all those wonderful Durga Puja celebrations, where Sikhs, Parsis, Christians and Muslims got dressed up to go pandal - hopping with Hindus. Thank you for the Christmas celebrations at St. Paul's Cathedral, where a mainly non - Christian crowd would be spilling over the venue, and singing Christmas carols loudly, at Bow Barracks later in the day. Thank you for our very own brightly lit Park Street, and those delicious Christmas cakes that came from a famous Jewish Bakery inside New Market, managed by Muslim chefs, with the customers being predominantly Hindus. Thank you for those Eid celebrations, where Biryani restaurants would be overbooked by a predominantly non - Muslim clientele, arguing fiercely over whether Shiraz or Arsalan makes the better fare. Thank you for the free - for - all Langar at the Sikh Gurudwaras. Thank you for showing us that there is nothing unusual about having a Kali temple inside Chinatown. Thank you for the well - maintained (by non - Jews) Jewish synagogue, that still stands proud, even though it doesn’t run services anymore. Thank you for the Hungarian meat shop, the Armenian Church, the pristine Jain Temple, the Anglo - Indian Country Club, and our vibrant China Town. True, many have moved away to live outside of you, and perhaps we are holding onto a romanticized nostalgia of the past. And sometimes you seem new, distant, difficult, hopeless, cold and unyielding. But as the world gets more hostile, day by day in the name of religion, I take refuge in my childhood memories of you. And no one can ever take these away from me. Yours fondly, The true Calcuttan! Kind courtesy of my friend- Satyajit Sen *A positive post; a refreshing change* 👍