No portrait is honest without its cracks. The traditional Indian family lifestyle is under pressure.

The sun hadn’t yet cleared the horizon in Jaipur, but the Chauhan household was already humming with the rhythmic sounds of a new day.

No essay on Indian family life is complete without the eruption of festivals. During Diwali, the family transforms. The old furniture is scrubbed, floors are decorated with rangoli (colored powders), and three generations sit on the floor to polish the brass diyas. The tension of daily life melts away as they burst firecrackers together. During Holi, hierarchies dissolve; the stern grandfather gets his face smeared with purple dye by a giggling grandchild.