Greetings readers and welcome back to this photo journey through India. Up until now, we’ve visited places like the Taj Mahal, the Golden Temple, Wagah, Pushkar and Varanasi, all with specific attractions – ancient wonders, sacred rivers, and mystical temples – that draw tourists from near or far. One of the things I learned in India however – and the reason for which I chose to venture away from my wordy stories while telling this particular tale – is that despite the incredible experience of visiting a famous landmark or stepping into a city steeped in tradition – the unexpected is what sticks in your mind and is what often shapes the memory of your visit. From a cup of tea shared with a wise man selling scarves, to eating street food by the water’s edge in Bombay, nothing takes you out of the guide book and into your own adventure quite like small joys found throughout your travels, which are often the circumstance of spontaneity.
The pictures below were taken en route from one place to another and captured some of my most vivid memories of the Indian people. The beauty, and the colours of a people so diverse that no story, no one history and certainly no blog written by a wandering giraffe can possibly do them justice. So, instead, here is a sample of my (informal) encounters with the people of India as seen en route from one destination to the next…
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