Santu Roy was never known for being careful. Where others saw neat rows of tools and tidy cables, Santu saw possibility—an ancient radio repurposed into a Bluetooth speaker, an old bicycle dynamo hooked to a clutch of LEDs, a salvaged phone battery that could power a dozen small devices. In Ratanpur, a narrow riverside town with a single movie theater and too many mango trees, Santu’s little shop of “almost-trashes” hummed with life. Locals called it Santu Portable because you could always find something useful there that had once been junk.