Through the following photos, I hope to show how urbanization in some parts of Asia shape the lifestyle of its dwellers, from transportation to cultural preservation.
Inside this structure and all the way through this covered pathway is as beautiful as the history it protects.
I was moved to see beautiful birds freely enjoying the city alongside people.
“When you travel, remember that a foreign country is not designed to make you comfortable. It is designed to make its own people comfortable.” – Clifton Fadiman
Once in a while, a girl basking in the conveniences of modernity needs to travel back in time, figuratively, to find inner peace.
Part of my itinerary in India is to get a henna from a local henna artist in the most culturally-indulging possible way. I got mine from a group selling their artistic skills at a market in Mumbai. For almost an hour, I sat on a small wooden stool, getting used to the coldness of henna paste while watching people doing last-minute shopping of vegetables or hailing auto rickshaws to bring them home. It is the scenario I envisioned and it is in the perfect scenario to get something that is highly important in Indian culture.
Tearing every roti with my bare hands, walking along the dusty path before sunrise, and welcoming the purple skies with prayer, I feel closer to this land where culture must extend its definition.
Swadisht (स्वादिष्ट) is the Hindi word for “delicious.”
India is a gastronomic paradise! I haven’t been to many places but no doubt that India tops my palate list. It has the best I’ve tasted so far and, whether my friends believe me or not, it’s so easy to be vegetarian as long as you are eating Indian cuisine.
I thought my country is rough enough to train me to be fit, mean and survive. In India, I felt like a war casualty–tired, beaten and dirty but with a shining medal of valor hanging around my bruised neck. The battle is half-lost and there’s another half I have to win.
India was beyond hospitable to me and it is nowhere far from home.