The road that arrived
Ganesh, Junas Waddo“It was a track. Then it was a road. Then it was a road with a name, and everything after that happened quickly.”
A village, filmed while it is still itself.
The film goes here. Until it does, this page is where the interviews live.
Over one monsoon we sat with the people who have been here longest and the people who arrived last year, and asked them the same question: what would you not want to lose? The answers were rarely about buildings. This is the record we wish someone had made of every place that changed before anyone thought to film it.
Nobody filmed Anjuna in 1995. Nobody filmed Vagator in 2005. Every place that changed did so without anyone thinking to write down what it was like first, which is why the arguments about what was lost are always about feelings rather than facts.
“It was a track. Then it was a road. Then it was a road with a name, and everything after that happened quickly.”
“The faces change every season now. But the people who stay — they learn your name, they know what you have. That is the difference.”
“Everyone has the same story with different details. They came for three weeks. Something about the pace made leaving feel like a mistake.”
“Not growth. Nobody here is against growth. The fear is that it arrives in a shape that has nothing to do with this place.”
If you have lived here a long time, or have photographs, or remember what the road looked like before — we would like to record it. The archive matters more than the film.