While passing by the window, I've noticed clothes piled up behind something that looked like metal prison bars. Haphazard, layered; a jumble, no cohesion. Suddenly, while trying to focus on a perfect still composition, I've noticed one more layer - a woman standing behind, silently looking at me. Her unreachable blurry face communicated everything to me. This picture encapsulates a wider narrative of Indian women and their position in the society were they are truly voiceless and powerless.

Badami, India, 2013