India. The crazy, dusty, dirty, manic country of smiles, smells and vivid colours.
Even in the most deprived of areas there is bright colours in abundance. People are smile even when they don’t have much. Children play with tyres and sticks, laugh and joke and are happy with the gift of a biro pen. Families eat and play together. For us Westerners there is a lot to be learnt from our eastern brothers and sisters about the true value of life.
My second photo essay to hopefully capture the essence of what I some of the things that I love about India.
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