Crude writings of a novice writer

The malodor and decay of Malpe's fisheries: The disgraceful stench of dead animals greeted us as we stepped foot inside the famed fishery of Malpe. The skies and the air just above us were thronged by scavengers and birds of prey, convened by the putrid odour. Another bird, the eastern great egret, was found at the ground level, perched on poles, stalls and tents. What all of these birds - the brahminy and black kites in the skies, and the great egrets on the ground - had in common was a careful eye on their next meal, which could only come from one place; the dozens of fishwives that categorically displayed their haul for wholesale alone, and the truckers and their crewmen loading the day's catch onto trucks. The sea waters were blotted out, as far as the eye could see, by what appeared like a metropolis of fishing boats. Any chance of securing a fish from the water left exposed by the small gaps between two adjacent trawlers was further mitigated by a slew of floating ...

The Victoria Memorial in central Kolkata A visit to Victoria Memorial in Kolkata: Three years ago, sometime in early December, on a chilly afternoon, I and a friend had boarded a metro downtown to one of the oldest and most well-known tourist spots in the 'City of Joy' - The Victoria Memorial in Central Kolkata. It was, but, only my second visit to this marvellous, marble monument since my maiden visit well over a decade ago with my parents, at a time I was perhaps too young to appreciate, even remember what I was beholding then. For my friend, a non-native from the Andaman & Nicobar Islands, it would be his very first time witnessing this sumptuous creation of British architecture from the early 20th century. Naturally, we had thoroughly resolved ourselves to burn the image of it's every piece and corner into our minds, so we may be allowed to relive and re-experience this outing time and over in the future. Necessary indispensably to our ends were camer...