Hello, I am Prerna Jain, a photographer, author, and visual storyteller based in Delhi.
I believe every photograph has a story, and every story deserves to be seen. Whether I am photographing a bird in an urban park, a forgotten monument, a street protest, or an ordinary moment unfolding on a busy road, I am always searching for the stories hidden in plain sight.
My work brings together photography, literature, history, culture, nature, and everyday life. I enjoy exploring the connections between people and places, heritage and memory, humour and social observation, often weaving photographs with essays that go beyond the image itself.
Art has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. Before photography, I explored drawing, painting, and sculpture, experiences that continue to shape the way I compose images and tell visual stories. My photographs have been exhibited in solo and group shows and published in newspapers, magazines, and digital platforms in India and abroad.
I write in both Hindi and English. My short story collections, celebrate the lives of ordinary women with empathy and honesty, while my coffee-table book, My Feathered Friends, is a tribute to the extraordinary birdlife of Delhi. I also write for Hindustan Times, contributing photo essays and features about nature.
Alongside my writing and photography, I am a guest faculty member at Jamia Millia Islamia University, where I share my passion for photography and visual storytelling with students.
This blog is a collection of the things that make me pause, a bird perched on a city wire, an overlooked monument, a forgotten poem, a protest, a conversation overheard in traffic, or a fleeting moment that reminds us how remarkable ordinary life can be.
Thank you for stopping by. I hope these stories encourage you to look a little closer at the world around you.
You can read my posts here:
Bhutan: Where Silence Has a Sound
Bhutan is a country of mountains and prayer flags, winding roads and clouds that seem to have lost their way among the…
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Pulikali, When Kerala Lets Its Tigers Loose
Once a year, in the streets of Kerala, the tiger gets to have the last word. Pulikali, literally meaning ‘ tiger play…
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Scared of a book that might actually do what books are supposed to do.
For centuries, people have written books in the hope that their words would provoke, disturb, question, annoy, challenge and, occasionally, embarrass. That…
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Teej: A Day Off from Being Everyone’s Everything
There are festivals that celebrate Gods. Festivals that celebrate harvests. Festivals that celebrate victory. And then there is our version of Teej,…
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