Sriman’s job was a strange one, serving customers he knew nothing about and delivering food he had no stake in. Friendships were fleeting, and social events were calculated losses. The gig economy taught Sriman to swallow complaints. Mrittika Sen, a two-wheeler driver of a bike taxi app, knew life was precarious for female gig workers, vulnerable to erasure with a button’s press. Sriman, Mrittika, and others found solace in Akashganga, a hundred-year-old house and its resident, Bishan Basu, who introduced them to the stars.