Standing at the spot where our home used to be and looking back at the gates.

The gatekeeper spent the day in the small building on the left; checking visitors, and sounding a gong at the beginning and the end of the day. It was attached to the wall where the grey patch is. His home was just to the right, where the man is sitting.

The room where the man is standing in the doorway was the home of our cook/bearer. His wife and children lived in Orissa and he visited them for a few weeks each year.