Travel allows us the opportunity to experience spaces transiently; something we already experience uniquely.
After taking a break from our journey to appreciate one of many cascading waterfalls in Sikkim, I noticed a crowd forming nearby. Siblings walking hand in hand; elders dragging their reluctant young ones. All converging on one face of the steep hills we were driving through.
Down below on a small pitch, two teams prep for combat. For the players and their fans, this match was as important and exciting as a World Cup. The entire village, whether they know the sport or not, paused to observe the spectacle.
Meanwhile, I had a chance to observe them.
The people, the energy, the pace of life.
All conveyed in a single frame.
Not mine, but theirs.