When Night Was Silent
I took these pictures in the stillness of night during my last visit to Bengaluru, Karnataka, India. My brother had moved into his new house, and with everything not yet in place, the silence filled every corner, deepened by the emptiness. It wasn’t just an absence of sound—it felt like the presence of something unseen, spaces waiting to breathe life. As I lay awake, the quiet only grew, dense and weighty, until it became something I could almost touch, something that asked to be felt and understood.
In the end, I realized that silence, in its fullness, holds its own message—a reminder that even in emptiness, silence has its own voice, quietly waiting to be discovered.