Suresh* and Geeta* have forgotten to eat. Two plates of recently-laid out ghee-streaked rice and piping hot chhole sit resignedly on their palms, as the couple stare, mouths agape, at the blinking screen in front of them. The large LCD-type screen takes up quite a lot of room on the wall of the couple’s tiny one-bedroom house – but they don’t mind.
At first glimpse, you’d be forgiven for thinking they were watching television. But their unblinking stare tells you otherwise. That, and the unusual static on the four-screen ‘TV’ that beams only images of a staircase and a road. Occasionally, Geeta will yelp and point vigorously at it – or Suresh will stand up to rant in excitement – but most often, it’s for nought, and the CCTVs continue their magnetic pull over this strangely fascinated couple.