Hello Kolkata!

T.S. Eliot once said, “April is the cruelest month”— but can we disagree a little, please? April, in Bengal, is the beginning of something magical — the golden doorway to summer. It’s when Boishakh ushers in the Bengali New Year with hope, joy, and the nostalgia of simpler days spent chasing the ice-cream dadu.

It’s the season of sunflowers blooming as they look up to the sun, unapologetically bright. And just like those sunflowers, we’re waiting to see you light up the stage at Kommune Kolkata Summerscape. Let us see this season through the eyes of a child, feel it in the sweat-soaked shirts of a farmer, or hear it in the songs of a boatman rowing across a parched river. Perform a poem, tell a story, sing a song — we'll love it all.

See you super soon!