PhotoStories | Chaos in Marrakesh
Coming as I do from India, chaos is something I’m quite familiar with. Familiarity though, does not imply intimacy, or even comfort. Familiarity just makes you less afraid of chaos – it ceases to be the “other”, something to be intrinsically distrusted. Chaos makes me uncomfortable but curious. It’s when I start to channel that curiosity into looking closely, I start to see the parts that make up the whole, I begin to find a place of relative comfort.
Three days aren’t enough to go much deeper than the surface – I’m but a flaneuse, a watcher, a voyeur – but three days are enough to begin to find a sliver of familiarity.
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