A bhramin boy born in Dusseldorf, Germany and grown up between Kolkata, India and Chicago, USA soon realized his taste in women to be all mixed up.
Having enjoyed the company of girls from Greece, Poland, Korea, Ukraine, Ireland, India, and often a mix of the list, he understood nothing compares to the kind of beauty found in his village Maharajpur, in upper West Bengal, India. A true romantic at heart, it made sense for him to imagine the perfect village girl that he would fall in love with one day!
Late last year when life at home started to feel a little too tight, like walls closing in, time came to travel. After resigning from his business, life ricochet him in the direction of the Jungle. To a little eco village in Satjelia, Sundarbans.
Life at this point could be summed up by Leunig,
“Let it go, let it out, let it all unravel, let it free and it can be a path on which to travel”
It is here, in this village he met someone new. Well, he met many new and beautiful humans from around the world, but this time he noticed he was specifically was drawn to someone different. Someone who could cut the days worth of hay with a bidi in her mouth. Someone who could, in the same day, make rotis as well as cut and move mounds of mud. Someone who could stub the same toe multiple times. Someone whose face is waterfall of beauty. Someone with sunflower eyes and swan cheeks. Someone who could drink her drink, talk the talk, hoop her hoop and walk the walk. Someone dangerously awesome.
Most of all someone who looked ridiculously right in a red saree.
There was a lot more to her that he was eager to find out, luckily she gave him the chance to.