A Glimpse of Chennai, And It’s Photo Biennale.

Twenty-four hours prior to hopping into a plane for a fifteen-hour journey, I had no idea I would eventually be making it to Chennai. My Nigerian passport seems to be the gift that keeps on giving where it has to do with being a document that, rather than aid mobility, actively facilitates its restrictions. I was informed by the Indian embassy that holders of a Nigerian passport will have to wait six to eight…