Thursday, January 31, 2019

Photographer's Diary #2


You are in Mumbai and if you haven't tasted the Pav, you actually missed to taste the real Mumbai food. Be it Pav Bhaji, Vada Pav, Misal Pav, Keema Pav etc. Pav has quite an amazing history here which actually braught to Indian shore by Portuguese.
As Lizzie Collingham points out in her authoritative Curry – A Biography, the Portuguese landed in parts of India (Cochin, Goa etc.) where the locals ate rice. But they missed their crusty bread, and in any case, they needed bread for Holy Communion. They could find wheat flour in Goa but yeast was hard to come by. So they started using a few drops of toddy to ferment the dough and created the various Goan breads we know today: the round gutli, the flat pav, etc.
It is from Goa that bread first travelled to Bombay and became a staple among locals. By the time British arrived with their nasty white bread, the Portuguese-Goan pav had already been well-established. And so British bread became an upmarket sort of dish, useful for making toast or sandwiches. But the food of the streets used pav, which could be sliced open to stuff an omelette into it or served alongside a spicy keema or a korma. And Bombay’s Goan community continued to use it as an alternative to rice.

Wednesday, January 30, 2019

Photographer's Diary #1


Portraits of Kumbh.
Nicolas is from France and on his maiden trip to India. He is here for around 2 and half months. After arriving in Delhi, what he did, booked a train to Allahabad to capture the religious gathering called Kumbh. He is mesmerized by everything what he saw and experienced. And India is absolutely incredible in every way as per him. He had a lot to talk about India when I coined the question that how he found India? He could go and go in detail describing India when I cut him in between and asked what he hate about India? He looked confused for the first time in our short discussion, then said pollution, people etc. I asked about people and he opened up that irrespective of what India is doing on the world front, its still raw in it's essence and so the people. When it comes to the traveler who came to India from all across the world, Indian people are like why don't you get a picture with me? It's good though but sometimes irritating as it feels like alien amidst of our own kind, he said. "I have been to Iran and Japan but people are very helpful there and they let you do what you are doing unlike India. You get your own space and solitude traveling other countries. India is great in every way, but getting chased everytime for a photograph to shoot with people you seldom know is something that makes you sick." 
When asked about Kumbh, he says that it's incredible, amazing. Seeing people from all over the country to take the holy dip itself is an experience that is unimaginable for a person like me. Kumbh is a saga and place which is sacred in every way. 
Before I winded up the discussion, I asked for a photograph and he happily obliged and took his sunglass from his backpack before posing for the camera. A naga sadhu was looking at us sitting on the banks of the Ganges and smiled. A seagull took a dip and flew away in the distance.