Ghutiarishorip, South 24 Parganas. I walk past a group of flower vendors and local saree men to enter a small tin house. The scanty electricity connection took a power cut the fifth time in a row for the day. The mother brought us cups of tea and biscuits to restore our energy back from the long journey. It was a small village, and almost the entire crowd had gathered around us—some very...
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