Humans of Peter Dias Rd.

When I was living in Mumbai, I used to come out of my apartment every day and see this small hut. Most of the time it was closed, and even when it was open, there was rarely anyone in there – just a lot of books. I often wondered what the hell is this place? A friend wrote a great blog post about this store and the man who runs it. Not only did it answer some of my questions, but it paints a beautiful picture of simple existence in a massive city. Bombay has 22 million stories just like this guy – people coming from all over India, just trying to carve out a life in their corner (or small hut) of the world.