I still haven’t been able to go out much here in Mumbai. Few days ago while having malai chai at a dairy I had started having a liking for, only because there was a peepal I could sit under. That day I had my camera somehow and soon the intent followed, as i started hearing the sound of brass bands, drums. I followed the sound and found colours to speak talk to for next few hours till the moon came out. The family was taking the bride to the local temple, and later a detour of the colony towards bride’s home. I asked her if i can photograph this part of their ceremony. And well, she seemed just happy to have me along and not surprisingly getting an invitation for the wedding tomorrow. It was very pretty to move and discover the local lane, the coastal suburb with a very subtle fragrance of fish that has settled over bodies of houses and humans alike.