Telegraph Peon
Another Dhurandhar postcard that captures the essence and humour of a telegraph peon using a bicycle to rush to his destination.
Men
[Karla Station]
![[Karla Station]](https://www.paperjewels.org/sites/default/files/styles/square_thumbnail/public/slides/karla-station_0.jpg?itok=ktTgi9Gt "[Karla Station]")
This postcard shows a scene at the platform of Karla railway station outside Mumbai where The Ravi Varma Press was headquartered. On the platform, a barefoot man is holding a stick, another is smoking a hookah.
A Rajput
A very early lithographic card, published by Gobindram Oodeyram, likely printed in India.
Bombay
An early Italian or French postcard celebrating or advertising the city of Bombay. It also features a bicycle, then becoming popular in the city.
A Mohamedan Fakir
John Campbell Oman (1841-1911), author of The Mystics, Ascetics and Saints of India (1903) describes the incident that made him take it upon himself to write this encyclopedic work towards the end of his life.
Fruit Seller
Note the rich character on this man's face in an image by M.V. Dhurandhar, one of India's most exceptional and prolific early 20th century painters and postcard artists.
Sent to Master E.
Madras Merchant, Colombo
An unusual postcard in the use of so much black, which beautifully brings out the portrait of this man, his beard and clothing (black was expensive for printers due to the amount of ink consumed). Due to better economic prospects in Sri Lanka, during
Veddahs. Aborigines of Ceylon
The original inhabitants of Ceylonese island, now called Sri Lanka, as far as we know were Veddas.
[Fakir Benares]
![[Fakir Benares]](https://www.paperjewels.org/sites/default/files/styles/square_thumbnail/public/slides/varanasi-fakir_0.jpg?itok=555f4V-m "[Fakir Benares]")
A fakir is a hermit who often lives in seclusion and devotes his life to religion.
Lala Lajpat Rai
[Original caption] "The blow that was hurled at us this afternoon was a nail in the coffin of the British Empire. Nobody who has seen it is ever likely to forget it. It has sunk deep into our own soul.
