12:15 p.m.: Gyanesh is sitting at the counter of his father’s shop, wearing a sweater and a pair of jeans. He informs me his father has gone to the market in Ranigunj to purchase provisions for their shop. I accept his invitation to sit by the counter and chat about his time in Kerala. With a longing look in his eyes, Gyanesh tells me of how much he misses working and living in Kerala, even though he did not know the language very well: “I just loved the fact that I was independent. Nobody to stop you from doing the things you wat to do. Nobody to interfere in your daily affairs. Life was very comfortable”, he says.