Shot in the city of Murshidabad, India.
The man was sitting and working in a corner of the market. A sieve was put on his knees and fine-cut tobacco leaves were seen on it. He was just rolling up cigarettes. He was doing that as his business, not as his hobby. And handmade cigarettes like what he made were sold everywhere in this country.
Of course, they were cheaper than what the company made. Because the handmade cigarettes had no filters, they were strong-tasting.