July had been crazy, quiet and melancholic. I don’t wanna think much about how grievingly my Shillong trip ended but would still love to recall every beautiful thing. I had a lot to say yet ironically never had a post in July.
This is series inspired by the better half of the month, the nowness of an abstract stillness and memory hues. Everything before everything happened.
Shot at Chandni Chowk, a market that was once divided by canals to reflect moonlight. Now there are just too many people staring at you.
Skies. Walls. Geometry. Jackets.
This December, I celebrated Christmas with two of my friends and a few people I met at the Cathedral Sacred Heart in Delhi.
These photographs are just my interpretations of the people and things I saw on the streets.
This is my home and the walls do the talking here. These are few very important advices and me wishing you all a very happy winter.
“And my friend was still trying to figure out how did the elephant fall.”
The cat is bored. I am bored. So I tossed him all over.
But he prefers watching the fish.
The Happy Ending