As I set foot into the camp, he was the first sadhu I saw. I was in awe of him and his great dreadlocks, which had been tied up with thick strings. It took me a while to realise I hadn't yet clicked a single picture.
As I walked further down, the posture of this sadhu caught my eye. He was sitting up straight, and was well built. He kept passing the chillum around - even to devotees.
The crowd, at 3.55am, waiting for a holy dip. There were people as far as the eye could see.
I got to see a lot of fascinating thing in the sadhu camp. This was one such moment. This sadhu jumped at a tourist and grabbed the sunglasses off her face before proceeding to pack his chillum and sharing it with her.
A sadhu smears ash over his body just after a dip in the river.
This sadhu didn't give me permission to photograph his face, but he was the calmest person I met there. With rudraksha beads and ash covering his body, he sat completely still. Only his hand moved - the palm was constantly patting his knee, as though he was following a rhythm.
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