Early winter mornings on the banks of Yamuna ghat are always an unmissable sight. Flocks of migratory birds gather around in thousands and take the place by storm. I set sail as the morning light hit the land. It felt like a perfectly synced chaos when all these birds started flying together especially in circles. As I was trying to absorb the scene, I saw my boatsman paddling while he was deeply immersed in his thoughts and the birds flew right behind him. The entire scene created a frame that was an expression of my own cluttered thoughts trying to escape my mind. This powerful visual canvas made me introspect my own self.