Mornings were soft. Yoga on wet grass.
Silence that didn’t need filling.
And then, without forcing it, people began to open up.
Not by being put in the spotlight,
but by stepping into shared stories, together.
Something happened in Majuli!!!
In February 2026, a group of strangers took a ferry to Majuli.
Over the next few days, we didn’t just move through Majuli, we stayed long enough for it to move through us.
Yes, people visit Satras.
But we spent time inside a monk’s home:
three generations living together. Sharing ways of life you don’t hear in passing.
Yes, you can visit the Villages.
But we sat in bamboo kitchens, ate food prepared over days, walked through fisheries, spoke to weavers, were invited into a tribal home to share some Apong and
somehow ended up dancing with their kids.
Yes, you meet Artists.
But a Padmashree artist mentored us on the tradition of mask -making and then used it to create our own interpretations of self.
What started as learning something cultural slowly became a way of seeing ourselves more clearly.
That was the beginning..
Somewhere in between all of this, our experience shifted.
We slowed down before asking people to open up.
We made it safe to share- by doing it together, not alone.
We didn’t ask “who are you? We let people explore that in their own way.
We turned thoughts into something tangible: self-reflecting masks.
Afternoons stretched.
Sometimes we followed the plan.
Sometimes we didn’t.
Because when someone is in the middle of creating something real, you don’t interrupt that for a checklist.
Nights were unwinding.
Rice beers, bonfires, games, reflection sessions and lots of laughter.
Some things we didn't expect:
A quiet participant ended up leading a story no one will forget.
People chose to stay with what they were creating instead of “seeing more.” Strangers became safe spaces faster than we thought possible. A river became a place where everyone stood apart yet together.
On the last night, everyone sat with what they had created.
Some spoke about what they were stepping into. Some about what they were ready to let go of.
No one had to. But everyone did.
Hear it from those who came along...
We’re doing this again.
UNMASK will return around January – February 2027.
If you missed the first edition, you can register your interest for the next one below. Dates and details will be announced soon.