A Quiet Moment on a North Kolkata Street: In Kolkata, amidst the vibrant chaos of the streets, a scene unfolds where time seems to slow down. A man, dressed in simple attire, sits comfortably on the pavement, his back leaning against a weathered wall. With legs stretched out, he creates his own oasis amidst the urban hustle. In his hands, he holds a newspaper, its pages rustling softly in the breeze. His eyes scan the headlines, absorbing the latest news and stories from around the world. Despite the cacophony of sounds around him – the honking of cars, the calls of street vendors, and the chatter of passersby – he remains engrossed in his reading, finding solace and connection in the printed words before him. As he reads, the world around him continues to move, but for this brief moment, he is anchored in his own corner of tranquility, finding refuge and familiarity amidst the dynamic energy of the city. And as the morning sun rises higher in the sky, casting its golden light over the bustling streets, he remains, a solitary figure, lost in the world of words and thoughts.