India

[madcap__laughs]

The warm air moves around me like the tow of water. Crystallised salt has formed on my skin, and my hair is stiff and rough. Earlier I sat in a beach bed attended a friendly boy named Sam. I drank giant bottles of Kingfisher beer for a dollar each. My little sisters wrestled with the crashing waves of the Arabian Sea. I joined them, and when a lull

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[pixiepixiepixie]

i'm loving the pictures.

the course i'm taking at UBC right now has an Eastern Philosophy component focusing on India. So I'm reading lots of Rushdie, Narayan, and the like. It really is as colourful as it is in the books!

[madcap__laughs]

The colours were indeed beautiful. It is remarkable how much of the character of the people was apparent in the surroundings. Everything was organised chaos... the traffic especially displayed this... but in being so, it was also natural, organic, and full of life.
It was very real.

I liked your pictures as well.

[euvie]

Lovely written, I don't think it's lacking anything. But of course I have never been to India, so I wouldn't know.