I’m fascinated by the attempts at doing western fast food outlets.


Our second last stop was Hyderabad.  Walking to the Mecca Masjid one day, it was 35.  I know that these women are probably used to it but I can’t imagine how hot the Indian style burqas must be.

What I love about the markets is the incredible characters we encounter, like the sweet woman below enjoying her coconut juice.

Or the fierce determination that is not uncommon for the women of India.

On our way to a favourite eating spot we came across these two handicapped men by the side of the road. I asked if I could photograph them and they nodded their OK with big smiles.

As I moved in closer, one of them asked for a close up and I of course obliged. They were delighted with what they saw on the LCD monitor and again with big smiles.

I very rarely offer money to street people and not only did they not ask, but when I did offer they would not take anything. As I started to walk away the one in the close up pulled out a few rupees and offered them to me with a big laugh. These guys made my day. Two handicapped street people full of joy.

From here it was off to Rishikesh to revisit the Ashram we attended on our last trip. The camera stayed in the bag. Thanks to all for allowing me to share these thoughts and images and for your comments and well wishes.




  1. Linda W April 9, 2018 at 2:51 am #

    So loving all the photographs and Margaret’s skilled writing.

  2. Mike St. John Smith April 9, 2018 at 4:24 pm #

    I am always deeply touched by Margaret’s posts and your incredible photographs, Mike. You both are so able to capture the deepest humanity of a people who somehow manage to transcend suffering and difficult circumstances by invoking a momentous sense of presence. It’s truly inspiring.

  3. Tanis April 12, 2018 at 1:57 pm #

    Margaret’s writings and you photos take me right there. You both capture what I love most about India. Thank you

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