Free as you may be: blurring, passing, changing, looking in the eyes, your people, their stories, their lives. There's a music here, flowing through the walks like the ganges, the days of this country, of the lonesome sadhu in the banks, of the people in their faith, of the rawness of being. Its the inward journey-towards nothing.
These are the two edits of the same footage i shot while grasshopp-ing through this land.
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