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.