Winter sets in with a confident gait in Calcutta ... or rather sashays in like those beautiful gym-trimmed models on the ramp ... approaching the tip of the ramp slowly ... eyes firmly focussed ahead ... and then, all of a sudden ... reaching the climax with a flourish of the robes (or at times in the absence of robes, flourish of the much-practised movements), and then walking away towards the change rooms ... not before stopping, turning and displaying one last moment's flourish .... as if to remind the audience what they will be missing after the disappearance ...
Simply replace the model with winter in the above boring paragraph ... and feel (and also enjoy, provided you have fashionable winter garments) the winter in Calcutta.
Simply replace the model with winter in the above boring paragraph ... and feel (and also enjoy, provided you have fashionable winter garments) the winter in Calcutta.
