On a trip to Varanasi, I photographed cremation ghats. After that, my attention was attracted by the woman depicted in the photo. She said something on Hindi and showed me on my camera. I realized that she was asking me to take a picture of her with her sons. I don't know their names, I don't know how happy they are. But something in their looks speaks for itself. They're real, they're not playing. They against the background of the Ganges. For them, it's not just a river, it's a goddess. She is the giver and the taker. So beautiful.