The Holy Man
I had a few unforgettable conversations with a holy sadhu whose presence was as striking as his appearance. Draped in saffron robes, his eyes held a deep, unwavering intensity—like he had seen lifetimes unfold. There was a mystical aura around him, something quiet yet powerful, that stayed with me long after our meeting. Capturing his portrait felt like more than just taking a photo; it was an attempt to preserve a moment of connection, wisdom, and the timeless spirit he carried with him.