A narrow gully in a careworn Jalpaiguri neighbourhood called Kerani Para, lined on either side by fetid, open drains and infested with mosquitoes, hits a dead end where stands a three-storey house, the ground floor of which was used by Chandana Chakraborty for her ‘NGO’ work. “The children were cramped into that tiny room,” a neighbour, Rana Bhattacharjee, who owns a shop nearby, tells Outlook, pointing to a high, slit window covered with a net. “Chandana lived on the top floor with her husband, Jibon, an employee of the PWD in Jalpaiguri. While he is a quiet, polite gentleman, his wife was the opposite—quarrelsome and given to throwing her weight around. They have lived here for 20 years, but it was only since the last 10 to 12 years that we started noticing children being brought in and people entering the house at odd hours and even staying over.” Rana says that at times, Chandana would bring out a child or two—of different ages, and invariably emaciated—for a stroll. “She explained that they were given up for adoption by the poor, or born to unwed mothers, or were abandoned. There was even a foreigner child, white-skinned with blue eyes.” Rana says that when Chandana opened the ‘adoption agency’, he had gone to her with his sister, who was childless and wanted to adopt a baby. “It was around 2006. We even bought a form from Chandana for Rs 1,200. But something seemed wrong. She kept haggling with us about money. We instead went to the Missionaries of Charity.”