
Found this among the debris of a house brought down in the last riots of 2012 in Assam between ethnic Bodos and Bengali speaking Muslims that displaced over a hundred thousand people. Barely two years, 32 dead and many more displaced again. Curfew here since the 3rd of May. Peace sure is a distant dream.


Spring implies flowers, flowers imply fruits. This spring festival of the Santhal tribe in Assam revolve around fruits hanging down a bamboo pole, singing and dancing.

Obviously! I just like the light on the leaves in the background. :)

Taking a walk in our rice fields with my four year old niece, she’s here for a month. Its gonna be her in many of my next few posts. :)

New Town Heights, Kolkata
