There's an old Tea and breakfast place near College street, Kolkata (India), where on a Sunday morning I found small groups of middle aged and aged persons having morning tea , breakfast and conversations. The conversations were mostly about politics. Sitting near a corner, this gentleman seemed aloof of his surroundings and almost oblivious of the crisp bread toasts in front of him. I went up to him and requested for a portrait: Even then his eyes and mind were somewhere I had no clue of !