Dappled sunlight filters in through trees, scattering warm patches across the orange walls of the Bauddha Dharmankur Sabha. A few people wander slowly, eyes tracing the curves of the golden Buddha, pausing to bow or whisper a greeting. From the street, the temple is easy to miss, tucked cheek by jowl with Bow Barracks—home to Kolkata’s Anglo-Indian community for more than a century. Inside, the air carries the faint scent of incense and old wood. The walls, painted a deep saffron, are lined with photographs and plaques, each telling the story of a city that has always welcomed people of many faiths.

