Created during a time when I lived in the Supreme city of light, the eternal Kashi, a place where a part of my soul shall always reside //

These experimental short films capture my experience and bewilderment within that city - the unrivalled - Varanasi, India //

Created during a time when I lived in the Supreme city of light, the eternal Kashi, a place where a part of my soul shall always reside //

These experimental short films capture my experience and bewilderment within that city - the unrivalled - Varanasi, India //

in the wonder of light

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The Copal Was Burning

The copal was burning

She took a glance away from me

with those eyes full of earthquake and ocean

two moons that fetishised in innocence and awe

Her words glistened in the awakening air of a late yellow morning

Those trees, she said, they’re dancing

I wonder whose song they’re dancing to

the wind

or ours?

Somewhere south, Portugal // 23”04”18

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