A mother and daughter walk towards the edge of the river Ganges with their shared offering.

With so much happening as part of the daily ritual of bathing in the river, I found it easy to be part of it, without attracting too much attention to those who were focused on their worship.

Each time I come home from a trip, there are certain images burned into my mind, and this is one of them. I guess it was the shared act, their hands cusping the offering and the fact that I was standing right behind them - able to capture what they were doing before the flowers had been set down on the water.