Life under Howrah bridge

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Howrah bridge is there for people since 1943, 77 years till date it connects two cities, Kolkata (a.k.a Calcutta) and Howrah.

Almost an underground part of a life, Kolkata has different light below Howrah bridge, people who make their living there probably sees their life differently too. Life moves on where everyday, every second, something different is happening amidst mundane labourious life.

In the shadow of the huge bridge and its foundation on the Kolkata side, a flower market, related transport and other support systems brings daily workers, those who live there and customers together. With sharp contrasts between need and supply, less light and darkness, life struggles and shine like a diamond at times, a bit differently.

Filth and flower, light and darkness, hopes and anguishes intermingle everyday. Darkness brings uncertainty, life brings hope and the wish to fly through to the brighter end of the tunnel under the bridge is not for everyone. Some prefers the shadow, some has no other choice.

Amidst this mundane madness, this collection of images tried to show the human spirit of challenging the present, knowing certainly that it will not change in their lifetime hence accepting the fate. Knowing certainly that a short span of fun (with the help of local spirit) will have a long time memory of it. Ill effect is not so much important then.

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