I took this shot in the street of Kolkata. These are quiet familiar scene there. These people somehow manage to make their both ends meet. Some are beggar, some are porter.They came from various corners of state to Kolkata thinking a state capital can help them to make bread. They have no home; somehow they manage to sleep in footpaths, but there also fight for it, people who make footpath their home even with families is increasing. They remain there under scorching sun, in rain and even in biting cold. Still they dream within there limit, they fight a lot, they marry, ultimately they never give up easily. If they can fight, they can survive with their little resources and can walk on; then why we dare to fight. we need to look at them if possible then look after them but there is lot to learn.
