A view from the top, on any floor.

It couldn’t get better. An address to reckonwith,
nestling apartments preserved for the privileged.
Abodes built to be handed down through generations,
fittingly placed between the Maidan and the Victoria Memorial.
The 42. A home your eminence would appreciate.

Brick, glass and a few good stories.

Between the Maidan and the Victoria Memorial,
lies the setting for sixty tales of accomplishment.
Opulent living spaces reflecting every imaginable sensibility,
with an address straight out of an epic. The 42.
As real as fiction can be, monsieur.

Prominence has a door with your name on it.

Your arrival into the annals of majesty
is the soliloquy you’ve expected it to be.
The 42. Superlative dwellings flanked by the Maidan and
the Victoria Memorial, resonating blushes of resplendence.
Surely, his magnificence has a font in mind.

Walls withan eye for grandeur, no ears attached.

Privacy awaits your grace at the confluence
of the Maidan and the Victoria Memorial. The 42.
Replete with reverence and inspired architecture,
homes as rare an honour as an audience with yourself.
Lord, does the world deserve to know?

This address knows how you prefer to beaddressed.

The 42. A testament to fine taste and finertemperament,
perched amidst the Maidan and the Victoria Memorial.
Encasing a home that heralds your presence into heightened living.
Exquisite apartments reserved for a select few.
You, sire, for one.

Today,Calcutta’s skyline welcomes its master.

Tributeshaven’t stopped pouring in.
It’d be immoral to say we expected less.
After all, a city that celebrates you must accommodate
your presence in an ambience equally appreciable.
The 42. Here to reign.