This winter when I was in India, I paid a visit to my ancestral town. My grandpa took us to the neighborhood they used to live in. Most houses were locked. The owners have long left the charming little town to make it in a big city and have seldom looked back. I was stunned to see how beautifully and artistically the houses were made in those days.
I'll try to present a glimpse of what I saw and experienced while walking in the "poles" (streets in old Indian towns, much like in old Europe) of this town. Here are two photos that give an idea about the intricate carvings.