The Alchemist is fond of the natural wonders and features one can find in India. He specifically loves the mountains, the rivers, and the air there that carries along with it the magic that he aims to capture somehow. These obliviously ignored natural wonders make the Alchemist lost, in and along with nature. He sways with the wind and flows with the river, and suddenly in a fraction of a second, he stands completely still right at the bank of the river. The bank where he could be embraced by both the river and the wind. While standing there he thinks to himself how can he transform this unique experience that only he has, into something tangible and visual in nature. This is the outcome of the walks he took during the trips he made.