It was a common sight at the Babughat transit camp during that time. Pilgrims, after taking their ritual baths in the River Ganges or in temporary bathrooms, would hang their clothes out to dry wherever they could find space. Groups of people from various states arrived using all kinds of transport — trucks, buses, and small utility vehicles. Though I like the black and white version but it was heartwarming to witness the colorful chaos that unfolded all around, a vibrant mess filled with movement, faith, and community spirit.
