It was March. Hot and dry. Me and two friends were on a mission to walk to all the four towers of Kempe Gowda – the founder of Bangalore. We had been to three towers and were on our way to the last one – Kempambudhi lake near Chamarajpet. In the alley we ran into this little dirty dude.
He was speechless, motionless. Perhaps too stunned to see me very eager to photograph him. I don’t know his story. Perhaps he lives in the slum with his family. But he’s got what I really wanted but didn’t have when I was his age – a bmx bike! Even after a lot of asking, begging.