RED- a colour loaded with contradiction.
For women, does it signify love, prosperity, and marriage, or does it stand for danger, unrest, and sacrifice?
The Matka is more than a vessel — it carries water, memory, survival, and the quiet labour that has sustained generations.
The veil conceals more than the face — it carries the silent weight of roles women are taught to wear before they choose them for themselves.
Grief has a gaze.
It belongs to women married by force, raised to provide, and taught to silence desire. These images ask what remains unspoken behind their eyes.
Silence is layered.
Women move through the world behind a translucent defense—meant to protect, yet never meant to be permanent.
Ghungroo.
It signifies the freedom of expression, but also the expectation to constantly perform- culturally, socially, digitally.
Beauty is not a singular image manufactured for billboards, campaigns, or approval it exists beyond curated perfection and imposed standards.
Strength does not announce itself.
It settles in the way women lift their gaze, carry their bodies, and learn to honour themselves in a world that rarely pauses to do so.
Pink- becomes a site of remembrance. It holds the emotions women are taught to soften—care, vulnerability, and devotion—while questioning the roles and expectations that often accompany them.
The Mask- Behind the ornamented face lies a force far deeper than beauty- fierce, untamed, and unafraid.
Like Maa Kali, she embodies destruction and creation together: a woman whose power is not worn, but carried within.
An ongoing series of self-portraits exploring identity, resilience, and emotional memory.
This work serves as a visual laboratory informing my approach to storytelling, character, and intimacy across documentary and narrative forms.