Kumbh Mela was a blurry dream shared by millions of people and good luck prayers, a festival in honor of life itself.
While I dipped my body into the river for good luck that day and the world around me exploded in hues of magenta, scarlet and indigo blue, there were few things more silently beautiful than these men dressed in whispers of white cloth.
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Ujjain, India
May, 2016
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