Evening was for Russian. From here to Gorky House to Milee Droog.
As though dropped from the sky on to little people and their miniature world. Howrah Bridge. Ant like pedestrians crawling somewhere within the lower half of the girders. Going underneath it, and looking at it, floating on the river calls back memory of an illustration from Gulliver’s Travels. This city has a striking sense of [...]
Friday night. Where are the diners and merry makers and the couples and the gang of friends? Park Street on low energy this Feb night.
Can’t wait to see Kolkata through Onir’s eyes! In the city, walking the city and watching the city… on-screen and for real. Obsession continues.