Damini, 23

Damini's order never changes. Lemon tea, no sugar, in a glass, not a paper cup. If the stall has only paper cups, she frowns at it like it is a bad painting.

She is 23, a Kolkata girl, with that Kolkata love for small pretty things. Bengali is her home tongue, and Hindi and English come easy to her. She notices the print on a skirt and the light in a garden after rain. In the Ekamra Kanan garden she stands in a light orange kurta and white trousers, the trees dripping behind her, head tipped to one side with a short smile. In a mall washroom mirror she wears a black one-shoulder top with a long flowered skirt and pouts at her own phone, two silver rings on her fingers. Her thick hair is always pushed back with a cloth band, and it always looks like she is thinking about something far away. Damini came to us recently; OMP Square is her side.

Tell us on Telegram at @Bhubaneswarpateek that you want Damini, or call 9938111222. Maybe keep some lemon tea ready.