“Some call the Dharavi slum an embarassing eyesore in the middle of India’s financial capital. Its residents call it home.”
And me? I call it a small wonder as I explore it and discover crafts worthy of being known.
These are a few pictures I clicked while researching on Dharavi leather work. It was enticing the very feel of the place- dirty, filthy, chaotic, but it had a strange sense of comfort. The honking and the chattering was not meant to cause irritation but it rather calmed you down. The friendly gestures, the warm welcomes, the ever-so confusing maze of wonder- Dharavi is not a place but rather a way of life. This was indeed an experience of a lifetime. (: