When we were in Bombay, during each rainy spell a building used to collapse somewhere. In Calcutta, its not much different. Calcutta has some of the most gorgeous styled heritage buildings gone to ruin.
I wonder why they let them reach that condition. Between the three towns of Bombay, Goa and Calcutta, this city also has the best grill work and stained glass. Though the techniques might be different , the intricacy of work has no parallel.
Instead of being cherished and loved, building crumble and fall one after another, relic of another era, whose utility has crossed its time, a fading beauty replaced perhaps by a monolith of some modern architecture. What kind of a race have we become?