I watched as he completed his briefing. I wondered if he was conscious of the toy chef’s hat on his head. A toy hat on the head of a muscular guy, it wasn’t something you’d see every day. Yet it did not feel out of place to those looking on.
This is what I see on the bus.
People. Each being the most authentic version of themselves.
“Tell me the inspiration behind your work”, I said to Debasmita Dasgupta.
She looked at me and broke into an even larger smile. Her eyes lit up as she began.
“I love my father.”
The story of this heroine is the story of a father’s legacy of what society needs fathers to be.
Because when men are allowed to differentiate masculinity from machismo, they leave the world a better place.
It is said that people put on masks when they are in public…
Perhaps the only place they get to escape is on the bus.
“I was diagnosed with diabetes because I did not control my life… But diabetes is not a death sentence and I can get back control of my life”