Thoughts on food

Shall I do some photography on food?

Dumplings and coffee in a roadside food joint, Lava, West Bengal, India,

I hate stereotyping. But some food for thought, nevertheless.

The dumplings tasted fine. The table cloth was ordinary, but interesting.

Sometimes, an envelope carries more significance than what it holds — the prints on it will have your name written on it, even if the giver is unaware of it.