Manan - "Aariz"
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Aariz - "Rain bearing cloud"
they belong to the era when Kolkata was classic Calcutta..
their memories together standing tall in those blue windows,
those red brick wall,
coffee house,
howrah bridge,
shining like it only belongs to them ..
every corner of Calcutta narrates their story .
An old 90's tale
more specifically 1962' tale
their story..
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