About the cameraman :
Do you know who is he? Well, for those above 50, this may have been a familiar sight. He is Kalaiwala. He moved from street to street to brighten our copper and brass cookware with a dazzling silvery look. Moms brought out all old brass vessels and gave him for a new look. We children stood around as he worked, heated the vessel, giving out a familiar sweet smell of Kalai as he magically transformed them into new. Where is he?
The entire fleet of craftsmen have disappeared today. The Kalaiwala, the knife-sharpener, takiwala (the one who sharpened our grinding stones) the one who cleaned and spun the cotton from our mattresses and filled it back.
We are in use and throw era. We do not repair. We replace.
I hope to visit a remote village someday to hear that familiar hollering cry TAMBE PITTAL KALHAIWALA