I moved out of my old place, away from the sparkling clean floors and polished wooden desk against the window, and away from the depressing empty hallways, and I moved in here. I liked the idea; the plaster walls and corrugated roof had a rustic and simple appeal, and the “penthouse” location was cool too. But “cool” shouldn’t be a way to describe it, as metal conducts heat, and for some reason attracts crows early in the morning. I’m not that hardcore. So I moved downstairs, into a more comfortable room.
Kolkata is wonderful, but as a foreigner you may never experience that unless you escape the tourist areas. I’ll explain later, because with all sun I got today these last 120 words took about half an hour to write. Please take a look at the photographs, mostly taken by my friend Sunil Mizro. As I handle the other cameras, he takes care of the digital stills.