Reaching my tether of Rajasthani cities, I made a bee-line towards the mountains and Rishikesh. Within 15 minutes of walking the streets, I reached the almighty Ganges. Bright green, rich in minerals from the wild Himalayas. On the rocky banks, a Sadhu man was performing yoga and meditation. Commanding attention covered in ash and wearing a tiny loin cloth, I kept my distance with a long lens as to not interrupt the man who generally kept his eyes closed and was likely unaware I was even there.