The Kumbh Mela is the biggest show of faith on earth.
Held on the confluence of three sacred rivers in North India once in more than a decade, bringing together the believers, the ascetics, the renunciates, the pilgrims, the nirvana junkies,
and the tourists of the great Indian spiritual exotica in the most colourful carnival of Hinduism in all its
diversity and divine delirium.
Once there, I was swayed by the whirl of images that exuded the ferocity of naked asceticism, the bliss and rapture of the ultimate seeker, and the pure joy of being detached from the worldly.
I too became a seeker. These images, photographed during the frenzied moments between two midnights, are my own discovery into the depths and dynamics of faith.
It was particularly rewarding for me to photograph the LGBT devotees who added to the freedom and equality of faith. No barriers were unbreachable in that spectacle of spiritual abandon.
My images are a tribute and a celebration.
Held on the confluence of three sacred rivers in North India once in more than a decade, bringing together the believers, the ascetics, the renunciates, the pilgrims, the nirvana junkies,
and the tourists of the great Indian spiritual exotica in the most colourful carnival of Hinduism in all its
diversity and divine delirium.
Once there, I was swayed by the whirl of images that exuded the ferocity of naked asceticism, the bliss and rapture of the ultimate seeker, and the pure joy of being detached from the worldly.
I too became a seeker. These images, photographed during the frenzied moments between two midnights, are my own discovery into the depths and dynamics of faith.
It was particularly rewarding for me to photograph the LGBT devotees who added to the freedom and equality of faith. No barriers were unbreachable in that spectacle of spiritual abandon.
My images are a tribute and a celebration.