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Awaaz

It’s been a few months since I started working on a completely separate project focused on media and socio-political events. A couple of years ago, the word ‘awaaz’ stuck in my head, but the image wasn’t clear yet. I knew I wanted to be a medium to pass along many unheard voices. When I began discussing my vision and idea with a friend, it started to make more and more sense. I asked him to be a part of it, and together we launched this overflowing rocket into the atmosphere—it was an interesting approach.

Now, the voices are outside my head.

Find it out on links below






www.awaaz.ca

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