An 8-seater noodle bar

Holding both selves

Losing the drone in Mangalore

Souvenir from Goa

What the mountains do

A poem that made me stop

You don’t always need closure

It adds up

Looking up in Rome

Tennis, badminton, and table tennis

Endgame from here

ನಿನ್ನುಸಿರ ಧ್ಯಾನಿಸುವ ತೀರಾ ಸಾಮಾನ್ಯ ನಾನು

The path less travelled

Using the camera instead of collecting it

An authentic Japanese restaurant

What’s in a video?

Kolkata keeps pulling me back

A slow burn of a year

Flying during Diwali in Bengaluru

Leaving my early twenties

Mercato Sonato, Bologna

Geneva at night, from a tram

The last minute of a South Goa sunset

In this moment, we are infinite

Ninety-seven thousand kilometres