A photo essay capturing a day in the life of daily-wage labourers in Kolkata's Dharmatal neighbourhood.
A poem on the culture of forced positivity in an artist's work, and how it is often similar to the ways women are expected to 'behave'.
The usually bustling tourism spot lies largely empty with rows of abandoned shops and masked mannequins for company.
It is the language of poetry and all things poetic that aid us in clinging onto the hope that this age of despair might soon pass.
As a photographer, for me, each portrait depicts a unique moment in time when the subject's eyes meet mine – directly or through the lens.
It requires people to use whatever household items that are available to re-create their favourite or famous artworks.