Kolkata, India
The man had a grim look
Pune, India
The boy seemed to be satisfied
His shop was filled with mangoes
The boy looked at me with his round eyes
The man wore branded sunglasses
Berhampore, India
The man was putting a towel on his head
Two girl stopped in the lane
The brothers stood together
Boys finishing school were attracted to the camera
The man displayed his fruits on the basket
The girl started to smile when I focused
The man had a hammer and a screwdriver
Three men were chatting in a shop
The Sikh wore messy beard but it was difficult to know whether his hair was also messy or not because of the turban
A cycle rickshaw ran the wet street
The three men took a rest
The plumped girl in the shawl smiled at me
The shop owner was relaxing
Two boys stood closely together
They started to move when the traffic light changed
The man wore a confused look when I focused
The man sitting on the back of a cart turned and drove off
The boy gazed while shouting
The boy was kneading in the sotrefront
The young man didn't talk to me
The little boy was bashful
He had boiled eggs in his hands and peeled skillfully
The man was resting by the wayside
Two girls showed cute smiles
The man put his arms when I focused
The old man started to talk with a forceful tone
The boys were playing cricket on the street
Two school girls sat on the seat of a cycle rickshaw
The man was a street vendor
Two girls gazed without saying a word
Among the many cycle rickshaws running, there was one with a mother with a baby in her arms
The truck on which the smoker was riding seemed to have no door
The boy gave me a sharp look as if to protect the girl laughing behind him
Mangoes and pomegranates were laid out in front of a man who was sitting on the side of the road, peddling his wares
A man working at a fruit market posed with oranges in his hands
The boys stood in front of the shoddy houses
Large palms were depicted on both sides of the blue door
Men were sitting on the sidewalk, working
The three girls cast curious glances at a foreign stranger
The shop seemed to be too small for these men
A man was walking through the streets of Kolkata with a large basket on his head
The boys gathered around happily when they noticed the camera I was holding
Nobody was seen in the wet lane
Pointing the camera at a man waiting at a traffic light astride a tricylcle, he looked at me with a strange look on his face
The boy with the dangling pendant looked at the camera with a sniffle
The townscape was reflected in the puddle of water where the cycle rickshaw was going
The man in the auto-rickshaw was pumping his fist into the air
A girl with her mouth closed and a boy with his tongue out came to me
The owner with puffy eyes was sitting at the counter of a general store
The man puffed his chest when I pointed my camera at him
The boy threw a deuce when I focused
The four-wheeled mobile stall was left uncontrolled by the wayside
Two boys stopped in front of me
One of the customers was very tall
One boy was brushing his teeth
The laborer was standing at the entrance
The man looked at my camera calmly
The kids were attracted by my camera
The man stopped and looked at me
The hut was his workplace
Many bags were piled up in this shop
The young man standing by the wall was a little tilted
The boy held his head because of the bashfulness
A girl was walking with her young brother by the hand
The boy was relaxing on the cart
The boys were athrill with being photographed
The two boys were both shirtless and carrying backpacks directly over their skin
The stout man was unloading from the truck
To be photographed seemed to be a special experience
The man was sitting in his small store
I was surrounded by these excited kids
Two men were resting in a storefront
The young man waited for the unloading to be over
Some boys leaned out from the hole
The woman wore both Bindi and Sindoor
The man was washing his body by the wayside
The boy lift the corner of the mouth
The body was being dressed
Some conveyers were carrying a burden
The man seemed to read a sign of me
Under a blue sky, a large bull with horns walked proudly in the middle of the roadway
The boy, his mouth tightly closed, gave me a scowl
There was a peace sign floating in the middle of a line of boys
A boy who was climbing a tree branch jumped and fell toward the river
The tobacconist was sitting in his little store, looking grim
A bald-headed man who worked in a store selling fabrics smiled at me
A boy jumped into the Hooghly River to play and looked into my camera
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