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Bengalis are tired of being ashamed of Kolkata. BJP is the last train to civilisation

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Bengalis are tired of being ashamed of Kolkata. BJP is the last train to civilisation

Young Bengalis are tired of 'culturally superior' Bengal. They want economic development.

I was in Kolkata a few weeks ago. I stayed at one of its iconic, slightly crumbling, colonial institutions. I met uncles and aunties I have known all my life. I went to Naihati, to Bardhaman, to Birbhum, to Bolpur. I ate at the hippest new restaurant in Kolkata, Yokocho, and an old Durga Pujo favourite of my childhood, Aaheli. I went to Salt Lake, where my parents still have a flat, and to Park Circus, where our clan once lived.

The overwhelming sense was that Kolkata was Schrödinger’s City—at once dead and alive.

The tragedy of modern Bengal is not merely a story of economic stagnation; it is a profound narrative of cultural and existential disorientation. For nearly half a century, the state has been caught in a pincer movement between two styles of populism that, while ideologically distinct, have been remarkably similar in their results: The erosion of the individual, the glorification of the lumpen, and the systemic destruction of the Bengali middle-class aspiration.

To understand how Bengal lost its path in the last fifteen years, one must view the era of the Trinamool Congress (TMC) not as a departure from the Left Front’s thirty-four-year rule, but as its logical, more aggressive continuation. The shambolism that defines Kolkata today—the crumbling Victorian facades layered with blue-and-white paint, the streets choked by political hoardings, and the pervasive sense of a city that has stopped dreaming—is the physical manifestation of a deeper intellectual rot.

When the Communist regime fell in 2011, there was a fleeting moment of hope that the party-society model—where every aspect of life, from getting a job........

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