Unfortunately this original post got corrupted and I was left with only the captions! Photos coming soon….
Two guards talk at the ceremony at the border between India and Pakistan.
The Indian crowd cheers the ceremony - India and Pakistan don’t see eye to eye but the ceremony is a tradition and good natured.
The Golden Temple at Amritsar at Dusk. The temple had an amazingly calming atmosphere.
A group of wise men chat by the Golden Temple.
A colourful sari.
A man bathes and prays at dusk toward the temple.
Volunteers cutting up potatoes for the food at the Golden Temple. 45,000 people a day eat a simple meal of dal.
Folding up colourful fabrics at a back street shop near to the Golden Temple.
A delicious breakfast of fresh yoghurt, cheese and Aloo Paratha- curry filled bread on the road in the Punjab region of Northern India.
I’m flagged down for an interview for Chandigarh television.
An amusing advertisement for the circus.
An overloaded truck. An intimidating sight trundling up the road.
One evening I stayed with the police in the Rajasthaan region. They provided me with a curry as you can see here. It was delicious with roasted chillis, a large dish of pickle and the bizarre but wonderful combination of radish, lime, onion and lemon.
I was on the way to Mumbai and I remember feeling intimidated by that sign evening though 1414 km was not THAT far, I was tired and a little lonely.
A beautiful wall painting in the fort at Bikaner.
After a visit to the fort I saw this guy selling street food. The fresh stuff is the best!
A visit to the camel centre outside Bikaner would explain the options on the menu at the cafe.
Sacred rats tucking into sweets at the rat temple between Bikaner and Nagour.
My first masala dosa eaten at Jodhpur. I was introduced by an English guy called David. Watery sauce but spicy!
The Meharanga Fort at Jodhpur.
The Meharanga Fort at Jodphur has unbelievably high and impenetrable looking walls. The grand building seemed strange next to the chaotic city below.
This is my guru who I met in Bharuch north of Surat. The town was really dirty but at least you could buy guava on the streets.
I attended and filmed meditation sessions in Bharuch which were enlivening and good for the community spirit.
I managed to crash a wedding at a village near Surat. The groom had attended a university in London. This is one of his cheeky relatives. I was treated like one of the family.
Wearing the traditional Rajput headwear and sporting a huge beard. It was quite tight round my head (the scarf not the beard).
Some serious roots on a tree in Mumbai. I was surprised by how it was surviving.
A boy fly a kite on a roof in Mumbai. There was something deep about wanting to escape the clutches of the chaotic city.
Unusual beach residents in Goa. I was amused by the reactions of the tourists.
I attended a Theyyam ceremony in Karnataka
The drumming was spectacular
Kerala is a socialist state.
Jack Kerouac - The Dharma Bums
A market stand selling bee’s wax.
A view over Hampi. Somehow it looks like a model with the huge boulders. It would be interesting to know more about the Geology in the area.
Monkeys playing on a telephone wire.
A man in a traditional kayak in Gokarna. I envied his freedom to set out into the water..
The sun setting over the coastal hills along the coast from Gokarna. It was a magical experience to stay there but I had an impending feeling of gloom as I desired to find a slightly more meaningful existence rather than existing in constant transience.
A traditional fishing kayak on the beach
A temple at Khajaraho
The colour, hustle and bustle of Varanasi.
A cobra on the rocks by the Ganges.
Repairing a boat by the Ganges.
Daily religious rituals.
A family washing in the water.
An exuberant child swims in the waters
Samosas served on the pages of an old school book.
The drummer at a concert by Mouse on Mars in Delhi.