A walk down Kolkata's Park Street in winter, mixing English and Hindi. The narrator darts between cars to cross the road, spots a decades-old cobbler's shop still operating, and notes the Park Hotel across the street. The crowd reminds him of a snowy Canadian avenue.
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Walking through Park Street, I'm just thinking I'm walking through the snow with not a single soul around me in Canada, and now I'm walking through Park Street. I would like to revisit Park Street every time, and which is why I'm making this video today. So just walk with me through Park Street. Look at this stream of people, the waves of people. This is what I'm going to miss so much.
So many people.
Look at this wear. All dressed up for the winter, for the Christmas.
अलू बजा दिख से। Okay, now I'll be crossing this road.
Obviously there's no, there's no rule, so I love to cross in between cars. Okay, let me go, let me go, go, go, go, go. I think I will be able to cross in between cars. Here's a gap. Oh God, there's one car. Oh, don't hit me. Please. Okay, I got it, I got it. This is an age-old cobblers Still works in Calcutta. This is the Park Hotel. It's a 5-star hotel right in front. के लिए क्या बोलेंगे कि मतलब क्या क्या रहा हमारे कि मैं शायद कोई कोर्टेस