‘MAA GOURI SWEET STALL’ reads the letters painted in pale yellow on one side of the blue board. On the other side, the same thing is written in Odia. A picture of Durga smiles from the edge, three bikes stand neatly underneath. Two steps lead into the shop where some tables are placed by the wall. The food counter is manned by three men from three different generations; each of them are handling a large aluminium pot. One is filled with thin and heavily garnished dahi-bara, second with orange coloured upma, and the third with pale brown rasgullas. Some samosas rest nearby in a large tub. I ask for a rasgulla and a samosa and take the corner table.
