Nafisa grew up in Queens NY, got some sort of degree in Ethnic Studies and Political Economy, worked in youth organizing/nonprofit, then moved to Kolkata for a fellowship. Somehow she ended up in Atlanta, getting a masters in development practice. My breakfast route and the fruit-men.
I scavenge for food on my way to work everyday. 2 blocks from my house is the tea-walla. I have spilled my own tea, stranger’s tea, brought friends who spill their tea on this poor guy and he never over-charges. Curses, the mostly-milk tea and my guilt has secured my loyalty to his stall forever. When I get to Taratala, there’s Ticked-off Fruit Man. This guy just scowls and yells at people but he has a giant hoard of fresh fruit everyday. Lychees are gone, but cherries just started. Today I picked up a giant mango that is in the process of freezing in the office fridge for after-lunch. Then after a 20min auto, I get off at 3A Bus Stand and say whats up to my banana guy. I eat 2 bananas everyday for breakfast, 2 cups of tea, and whatever fruits are around the neighborhood. Every time I buy nuts, the ants in the house get them but I need to make friends with the Nut-Guy next.
