Sometimes, the world celebrates all around me. But I refuse to be part of that world that celebrates due to victory in the game of Cricket, due to political victory or due to some successful army campaigns. But on every 25^th December, for a special cause, I become part of the earthly celebration. Just like every other Santa Clause lover I also like to celebrate Christmas.

Sometimes, the smell of cakes and pastries beat the artistic fragrance of roses. Christmas is that special time of the year.

I can still remember how the old, worn-out socks in the house seemed to be very precious. That was when I was a kid. Someone named Santa gave me chocolates and he would only meet my mother but not me. Pure hallucination, I later understood. Now that I have turned 31, that hallucination has turned into nostalgia.

As you know, I am born and brought up in Kolkata, West Bengal. Any cultural Kolkatan loves to celebrate mainly 5 festivals of the year:

• Festival of Goddess Durga (happens at a time between September-November)
• Festival of Diwali (it is the festival of light and blasting sound of crackers)
• Christmas +New Year (25^th December + 1^st January)
• Bengali New Year (happens at a time of April)
• Festival of Books / Kolkata International Book Fair (Last week of January to first week of February)

Among all these festivals, Bengali New year, Christmas and Book Fair are my favourite ones. So, this year, I went to Park Street to celebrate Christmas with a great zeal. Watch below to get what I found there.