The first time I saw 'Palakhi' , it was a tradition to me. Another time it became an emotion. Another time it became a process. This time around I was not sure what it was or what it is to me.
If I am not wrong, I went to the usual busy FC Road (Pune) looking for the innocence of this system. Interestingly enough I was greeted by a lot of people who asked for money (beggars) and a lot of people who wanted to get a photo clicked so that they will feature in tomorrow's newspaper. I never offer anything to beggers and I am not a person from press, thus I could not help them out. But the expectations were high & it felt dirty. Along came a man who demanded photograph, I obliged with a smile. He insisted that I should spread this photograph everywhere in the world, as it must be known to all that Palakhi is the ode to the truth, for he was the witness.