Serampore

February was like bittersweet chocolate. And I love that kind. I do. It took me, very briefly, to Serampore, and it made me realize, how much I want to spend months in Calcutta and its suburbs, not necessarily photographing its streets, people, food, and leftover colonial architecture, but absorbing the smells, sights, and sounds, the…

Skardu

It was snowing and the mighty Karakoram were hidden by this soft, deceptively gentle rain of white flakes. I had a feeling that we are on a wrong trail and very likely lost. What if it snowed for days?Would I die here, of snow? Evidently, I am an expert at prematurely conjuring up death scenarios…