The Architecture of Memory
History is rarely a straight line. We prefer to imagine it as a path we walk, moving steadily from the past into the future, but it is more often a labyrinth of our own making. Think of the way we build our monuments: we stack stone and pour…
Taj Mahal Night by Ankush Kochhar
This photograph is of a beautiful love Monument which is in Agra (India). It’s the night view of Tajmahal, which looks lovely as the sky goes dark, and the monument is getting more beautiful. When I was taking this picture, I just thought…
The Weight of a Name
We carry our names like heavy coats, buttoned against the wind. They are the first things we are given and the last things we leave behind. But beneath the name, there is a person who has stood in the sun for a long time, watching the dust…