Somwhere in Jharkhand. Beautiful forest.
It feels like a process which has been going on much before my birth. This imbalanced development of the concrete.
Take a look at the pictures of the North-Indian festival Chhath from the ghats of the holy Ganga at Varanasi.
Of a Clichéd Contrast We heard while growing up, that of Dark and Bright, that of Silence and Noise. It is years that will make you feel, what this Contrast you hear of really means. Place: Audrey House,(~160 years old building) Ranchi, Jharkhand, India.
FOLK DANCERS IN FULL ATTIRE BEFORE PREFORMANCE. And they own Beauty and Grace. Jharkhand Folk Dancers. India.
What Kanhari am I talking about? A hill in my town Hazaribagh(India) in whose vicinity I grew up. These pictures take the lead in talking to you, while I muse lightly,sitting on the edge. I have no plan to tell you how inclined you will be towards Nature if you grow up in its Green,…
The farther I lay my eyes, it’s the hills I see, the quieter I become, it’s her rape I hear.