Letter from Korlai
2016 22min
In a quaint village on the Indian Konkan coast, in the time of yellow grass with steps receding and prayers unanswered, a desire for oblivion forks the search for images of exile and belonging.
In a quaint village on the Indian Konkan coast, in the time of yellow grass with steps receding and prayers unanswered, a desire for oblivion forks the search for images of exile and belonging.
