Calcutta was no longer an old piece of furniture in the attic. It was an antique whose value I had realised. With these words Bishwanath Ghosh embarks on an exploration of a city that, as a probashi non-resident Bengali, he has only recently fallen in love with. He probes the lives of its inhabitants some famous and others faceless and at the same time strolls along the Hooghly, wanders in and out of Park Street, College Street, Kalighat, Kumartuli, Sonagachhi, even ending up in a dance bar in Salt Lake. With his adventurous spirit and undeniable wit intact, Bishwanath Ghosh pieces together his own unique idea of a unique city.