Yesterday was like any other day.. a casual Sunday.
Lunch with the family, a little work at the studio, a cool movie in the evening with the boys.. a funday, like we call it in India.
Then comes the new of the death of one of the most iconic Indian photographers in modern times. Prabuddha Dasgupta. A photographer who was revered for his work.
Death does not wait for anyone they say. But death took away Prabuddha a little too early I think.
A sudden numbness of disbelief is what shrouds me right now and humbled I feel in the presence of a life cut so short.

RIP