I tend to become fond of odd little sights on regular journeys and feel the need to spot them when I cross their paths. A kind of visual OCD I suppose. I've seen this guy so many times as I have passed in taxis but usually, and unusually for Mumbai, we've been going too fast to capture him.
He's out on his balcony all year round. My memory might be playing tricks on me but I am pretty convinced that sometimes he wears a jacket.
