Originating from the valleys of the Himalayas the Yamuna flows unharmed till it reaches India’s most affluent city and its capital, New Delhi. At this point, the water is diverted to meet the growing domestic and industrial demands of the metropolis and returns into the sewage.
The city washes itself clean into the Yamuna.
Sorrowful the river flows, helpless in its destruction, drinking the poison fed to it by those who profess to love her.
The death is felt most heavily by those who live along the banks. Helpless themselves, they stand by the river, watching her fade.
I am a self-taught photographer currently living in London.
My love for photography is deeply entwined with seeking, meeting and conversing with strangers. The majority of my work, portraiture or otherwise stems from these interactions.
I was born in India, where I lived till the age of 7, after which I moved to the Middle East and finally to the UK when I was 15. These changes in my life have given me a unique insight into 3 different societies. With every move to a new country, I have had to explore and dismantle each culture, to understand and be understood by it in order to achieve a sense of belonging.
This need for exploration is what drives my photography, with each conversation and interaction I feel more connected with the world around me.