PREFACE
My hands are twitching. My legs are clamoring. My eyes are sniveling. My head is drowsy. I am detonating. Maybe that is what independence does to you. The sense that there isn't one above you or none below, it is only you amid the hoo-ha of a racing existence, makes you know that you do not exist alone. You co-exist. Side by side, arm in arm. And that is what independence does to you. That is what an Independent Artist believes in, and abides by. Kolkata is known across generations as a dilapidated, exhausted ancient capital of blooming capability accompanied with the flair of a genius. This city has seen independence like no other. It has always been the first choice of everything, be it for the Authority or the Freedom Fighters. This city has also seen culture grow and nurture in between apartment lanes and remaining streets. From Pam Crain to Carlton Kitto, Kolkata was the nerve center of the new generation and their zealous spirit to welcome all that was new and all ...