Going Back Home by Hirak Ghosh
This photograph was taken at a remote village of West Bengal. It was a pleasant afternoon, I was traveling in the village in search of some shots.The color of the sky was getting better & better.Suddenly I saw two people who were coming…
The Weight of Twilight
The smell of cooling pavement after a long, humid day always brings me back to the feeling of iron railings under my palms. It is a metallic, sharp scent that clings to the back of the throat, tasting faintly of ozone and impending rain. When…
The Architecture of In-Between
We are a species defined by the threshold. From the moment we first stepped out of the cave, we have been obsessed with the space between here and there—the liminal, the waiting, the suspended breath before the engine turns over. There is…