If you live in Kolkata (practically in any city), you’ll see many people in the town going to different “Ghats” of the Ganges during the sunset. I always ponder the question of why. Maybe the answer is simple, but most of the time, I don’t have enough words to describe it. Here on the bank of the River Ganges, gathers a few people lost in their own moments in life in a soothing blue hour, where a masked man in a yellow shirt looks over the horizon thinking. Of what, I have no idea. Hoping for post-pandemic good days, I guess!