The Fourth.

Back on the 21st of August 2020, this feeling kept me up till about 3am - until I finally got out of bed and started writing ✍🏻 it feels like a love letter now- to the grief I felt- on behalf of my mother. Here you go mom.

Realising some stories will always be left untold on my last trip back to Chandigarh ❤️

Mumbai, Quarantine Day 4, morning rituals and asking What is it that I need to know?

Coming to you from the UK visiting my sister + the family for x’mas! ❄️ Sofia surprises me when she brings up Max, Mom & heaven.

First Drizzle of 2019 in Mumbai while still shooting for 4MSP cut to - back home in Chandigarh. Missing mom. Realisations aplenty in the silence of a still afternoon back in the house I grew up in.

A little heavy, a lot honest