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A Silent Whisper

I followed the Bagmati River in Kathmandu valley and I saw the change in its life as well as its use and its negligence. I saw people doing their rituals near the river. I saw people farming beside the river, although most of the farmers don’t use the water from the polluted river. People take their domestic animals to the riverside and keep eye on them to not let them go in the river. Besides, I also saw people passing their time beside the river. People collect trash and a few times I saw people trying fishing. The things I saw, I saw them from a distance. The monochromatic state of the river made me remain also in the monochrome.

on the board

Defying norms, they leap where others hesitate—rebels with a cause. Society may frown upon their daring, but their hearts beat with unshakable passion. Each fearless step is a plea for acceptance, a dream to transform the extraordinary into the ordinary. This isn’t just a sport—it’s the birth of a revolution.

Paths of Persistence

This is a city where planning ignores the pedestrian, where roads forget the walker. Yet, in every photo, every frame, we see the same thing: people adjusting, creating rhythm in disorder, building routine in disruption. This story is not about broken roads, but about the unbroken will to keep going.

in the whites
The yellow nights