Sometimes, when you are not infront of your client, mechanical being-ness, there are some times like this. when you are in touch with your core content, with soil, grass, landed in a village, your presence present you a fludic presence. time walks with you, you walk with presence. That fluid feel is not the same what you feel at office, in those city moments. there the feel is more like a steel ball running in a bearing. The path is known, friction may vary, fluid lubricants are known, their burning smell is known too. I wanted to catch that fluid presence in my photo when I was in a village today. I know I was walking a field having some trees, new crops waiting, shadows that will follow the sun, woman were taking their dry woods for cooking fire. But I also knew, I am not part of them, I am enjoying it, I can feel it, but it is passing by. a present that is a present to me with its presence. I tried to express that fluid presence which was a present to me in below photographs.