Art / Culture / International

A Butterfly is to Sing…

By: Bishnupriya Chowdhury

These pictures were taken in between the making of a documentary on the lives of the children of ‘Prafulla Chandra residential school for the visually impaired’ in Nadia, a small suburban town of West Bengal in India, a few years back.

I had never been so close to a world where eyes were No-thing, when I was, it put its soft feet so deep inside that words, perhaps, can never be it all.

The following series captures the kids celebrating Holi, the Festival of color. An unnervingly joyous experience it was, to see colors being seen, smeared, played, danced upon and swam into, so far beyond the realm of the ocular. They told us their dreams, fears and hobbies. They touched our faces, put colors on them, giggled between themselves and sometimes sat, glowing with an inner smile, engrossed to songs we could never hear. They magic-opened a new lexicon of perception within. Phrases following the pictures come from there.

There it was, a childhood free from the ease and escape of visibility, mingling with the universe like water with water…

Hands are to holi

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Holi is to Dance

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Dance is to Swim

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Eyes are there
               To be…

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Purple is to hide

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To hide is to see

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To see are fingers

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Touch is the Sun

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I am We

I am We

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Soap is to Smell

Soap is to Smell

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Four are to Afternoon

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Music is to make

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Shy is Adoori

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Happy is Hasibullah!

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