Standing at the 16th floor of a Mumbai high-rise, we had a problem. For reasons I cannot reveal, my colleague photographer Deepak Turbhekar insisted to go OUT of the window and shoot. And woohooo, what a scene! The owner started sweating potholes and buckets, I couldn’t help grin (like always), Deepak stood there with a been-there-done-that yawn on his face and the servants went about with their usual Baap Re and Haww. Finally, the driver was called in to hold Deepak lest he decides to give suicide a shot.