this is going to be a narrative either at the beginning or the end of "city of joys", my latest apocryphal art project...
roland joffe missed an 's' at the end of 'city of joy'. i mean, joy can't be a unique factor in any city, let alone kolkata.
it is a city that is abound with joys. small joys, big joys. simple joys, fancy joys. uptown joys, downtown joys. legitimate joys, bastard joys. morning joys, night joys. straight joys, gay joys.
joy cometh in the morning. or so thinks wodehouse. joys can cometh when they are sufficiently aroused. sexually, i mean.
joy isn't simply an emotion in kolkata. joy is very likely your next door neighbour.
joy is joyonto.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
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