The combination of rain, streetlights and struggling passersby was comparatively compelling.
This is a special post on the forthcoming 38th Karbi Youth Festival.
NONE of these photographs are mine. I’m doing this post as a
A storm was brewing (through eventually it decided not to turn up), there were occasional drizzles and strange cloud formations in all directions. So much so that it finally forced me to abandon my self-imposed imprisonment and take a walk with my camera.