PHOTOGRAPHY
Let silence speak.
PHOTOGRAPHY
Let silence speak.
Emergency window
I still remember this like yesterday. The train stopped somewhere in North India and across the platform I saw this kid.
Portrait of an Migrant worker
This was my early days with the camera. We were testing it in an abandoned street when this man walked past us, haunting — I had to take his portrait.
Dreams louder than reality
I was resting in the busy ghats of Varanasi. It was 40 degrees, no shade, and he slept like nothing else mattered.
Skin and blister
I always wanted a sibling growing up. Seeing a sister care for her younger brother felt very close to home.
Spiral
In a loud, colourful street, she sat in complete contrast. She stayed like that for ten minutes, lost — made me wonder if we live in the same world.
கடவுள் துணை
There’s a popular Tamil saying — கடவுள் துணை.It means may god always be with you.
The Shepard
I’m always drawn to personal stories. Watching this family spend time near Congee Beach was genuinely beautiful.
Holding On in the World's Largest Democracy
This was in Orissa and I spoke to these two hardworking friends for a while. When I finally took the picture, their hands came together without trying.
A Family in a shared Rickshaw
This was in a shared rickshaw near Palani. They sat right opposite me, cramped, just being themselves.
Glazing in red
Her eyes were red. I still don’t know why.
फूल
This was the first time a man ever offered me flowers.
A peaceful protest against productivity
When I took this picture, my mind was very cluttered. Somehow the frame held it together.
In search of truth
In the loud chaos of Varanasi’s ghats, I noticed this sage by Mother Ganga. I stood there for a minute and the noise dissolved into silence.
Wandering where the grass meets the horizon
Kerala has always held my heart. Every visit gives me quiet beauty and kinder souls.
Forgotten innocence
On a journey to Bangalore, a mother and son sat opposite me. For the first time, I saw my childhood—from my mother’s eyes.
காவல் தெய்வம்
I wasn’t on private property.
Portrait of man on the streets of chennai
I was riding my scooter in Chennai, just looking around. I remember braking suddenly because I didn’t want to lose this moment .
A Butcher hanging around with his prey
Why are the chickens in Orissa sitting behind him like a crown?
An image from my dream
This place in Alleppey reminded me of Little Women.
Unseen colours
He was trying very hard to look cool when the woman passed by. Men are simple beings.
In search of our inner light
In India, the Ganga river is believed to have come from the heavens. People say she washes away sins and gives Liberation (moksha).
Grid after Grid after Grid
These could be three different images, right?
Badass Fisherman
A badass fisherman chilling after a long day at the market.
Home
I’m drawn to intimacy and closeness. A couple sleeping in their van by Bondi Beach felt quietly surreal.
Future nostalgia
