May 2025

Запах весенней нежности. / The smell of spring tenderness.

In the expansive Thar Desert, near Pokhran, Rajasthan, India, where water is a precious commodity, a manmade waterhole emerges as a beacon of hope amidst the arid landscape. Constructed by dedicated conservation enthusiasts, this vital oasis serves as a lifeline for vultures and other wildlife struggling to survive in the harsh desert environment, particularly during

t was just another casual day in Delhi—I had no plans, just my camera and the streets. As a photographer, I often find joy in wandering with no destination, letting the city speak to me through its people, its chaos, its quiet corners. Someone messaged me: “You’re in Delhi and you’re not visiting Jama Masjid?”

In this photograph, a young girl beams with uncontainable joy, wearing an oversized aviator hat as if ready to take flight. Her expression speaks not just of delight, but of possibility—the limitless futures she sees ahead. Titled after the beloved Dr. Seuss book, Oh, the Places You’ll Go is a celebration of imagination, courage, and

Humayun’s tomb is an architectural masterpiece. It is considered to be the first garden tomb to be built in Indian. It is the tomb of Mughal emperor Humayun. Humayun’s tomb has been declared a UNESCO world heritage site in 1993 which further adds on to importance of this impressive structure of red sandstone. Humayun’s tomb

In the fading light of a Kolkata evening, a street vendor stands quietly with a bouquet of handmade toy parrots in his hands — bright, weightless, suspended in mid-flight. Above him, a flock of real birds, mostly crows, return to their nests in the orange-pink sky. For a brief, poetic instant, it feels as if

In the dense heart of Kolkata, where the summer air hangs heavy and the streets hum with relentless motion, thousands of migrant laborers push through each day with little rest and less recognition. They arrive from rural Bengal and beyond, seeking work, bearing the weight of survival. For them, life is measured in daily wages,

Свет, который нашел свой путь сквозь облака – как и сама природа, всегда стремящаяся к обновлению и жизни / Light that has found its way through the clouds – like nature itself, always striving for renewal and life

After a wildfire burned down the hills in my hometown, I decided to take a walk and document the after effects. Needless to say how relieved I was to see this beacon of hope on the ground.

I was scared to leave an unhappy workplace in a renowned corporation where no one appreciated my effort and even discriminated against me. Finally I had enough and left. Turns out, the new place was so nice and even sent out an announcement of me joining their team. This photo is where my hope begins.

After the downpour, a double arc of hope emerges, reflecting the enduring spirit of the nation. A reminder that even in the darkest skies, beauty and renewal are on the horizon.