VICTORIA  MEMORIAL -KOLKATA 

In the transient hours of day and night,I paused in Kolkata, where sights invite.Victoria's hall, in the sun's soft glow,Whispered of history, ceilings high and low.For minutes, thirty or forty, time stood still,As arches and art my camera did fill.A panorama of moments, swiftly caught,In the crowded hum where tourists sought—emerging then, as the sun took its bow,Behind the hall, in a silent vow.Black and white hues, the right mood,Captured the essence of architectural might.