
Commentary:
I look at stairs and wonder where they lead. This set had a particular feel about them, surrounded by a bright green leaves. I found in their disrepair, a peculiar appeal. So there in Mumbai — I saw, I stopped, I clicked.

I look at stairs and wonder where they lead. This set had a particular feel about them, surrounded by a bright green leaves. I found in their disrepair, a peculiar appeal. So there in Mumbai — I saw, I stopped, I clicked.