Beruj Irani

I make my way to Juna Bazaar, Khadki, a regular urban shanty-town. Tiny brick tenements with asbestos or tin roofing. Hardly the place I expected a Parsi to live. But walking down its narrow winding alleys I reached Nazareth Chawl, once a hospital and dispensary and now home to Beruj Irani. Beruj Irani is 77. He moves around on a walker, and is cared for by his Maharashtrian working-class neighbours. His house is big but mostly bare. His children are away, but a TV and fridge stand in for them. Beruj whiles away time playing solitaire. He was born in Nazareth Chawl and will probably die here too.

Beruj Irani sits outside his home in Khadki's Juna Bazar, almost an urban slum