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Since your web browser does not support JavaScript, here is a non-JavaScript version of the image slideshow: Chaat vendors. The young man is luminous, and so is the woman, though my photo only begins to capture her presence. These folks have a small business selling cocoanut milk on the street we use to walk downtown from the Palm Beach hotel. Another family with a small business on the street, selling pots I think. Indian families take advantage of parks and pleasant places. This is on Kailash hill, where we were about the only westerners among hundreds of people enjoying the day. Two of the children the Tagores have given a new life at the orphanage they created. Near the orphanage is a native village which is very far from the mainstream. The language is a unique dialect, and the kids seldom see western faces. In the village, faces are mostly serious. They work hard in a lifestyle that is thousands of years old. Yes, those round patches are cow dung patties drying for fuel. Even in the cities, we are the focus of wondering attention. Enchanting young face. The fluid story telling was genuine communication, even if his fundamental focus was on persuading us to become customers. We stopped at a farm where we were welcomed though there was no language in common. Their place was primitive, but spick and span. And this little boy's face exemplified the gentle beauty they all had about them. Showing off her puppy, this young lady captured my heart with her open presence in the world. This is a school teacher like we might all wish to have. The smile is just the outer manifestation of a deep beauty of character. The students, all young ladies, were shy, but they couldn't help but be interested, so after a time they uncovered their faces to the camera. Another heartbreakingly beautiful face. It is the smile, gentle, sweet, that does it. I wonder if balancing the water jugs so naturally helps to balance her presence. These are people who work hard every day, and maybe that shows. But there is a kind of solidity and contentment too. The amazingly large nose jewelry is typical in this village. A storekeeper. Selling tools for home and kitchen, but I have the idea he would also impart some very good advice, and become an important source of wisdom as a village elder one day. She is so young. What do you see? There is something like wisdom and patience, almost a knowing. Is that all my imagination? The barber. He's also a story teller, but a listener as well. I wonder if the lotion or shaving soap is supposed to be spread so generously. The weight of years and heavy experiences show in this man's wonderful face. But is it also showing in the young boy's face as well?
Chaat vendors. The young man is luminous, and so is the woman, though my photo only begins to capture her presence.
These folks have a small business selling cocoanut milk on the street we use to walk downtown from the Palm Beach hotel.
Another family with a small business on the street, selling pots I think.
Indian families take advantage of parks and pleasant places. This is on Kailash hill, where we were about the only westerners among hundreds of people enjoying the day.
Two of the children the Tagores have given a new life at the orphanage they created.
Near the orphanage is a native village which is very far from the mainstream. The language is a unique dialect, and the kids seldom see western faces.
In the village, faces are mostly serious. They work hard in a lifestyle that is thousands of years old. Yes, those round patches are cow dung patties drying for fuel.
Even in the cities, we are the focus of wondering attention. Enchanting young face.
The fluid story telling was genuine communication, even if his fundamental focus was on persuading us to become customers.
We stopped at a farm where we were welcomed though there was no language in common. Their place was primitive, but spick and span. And this little boy's face exemplified the gentle beauty they all had about them.
Showing off her puppy, this young lady captured my heart with her open presence in the world.
This is a school teacher like we might all wish to have. The smile is just the outer manifestation of a deep beauty of character.
The students, all young ladies, were shy, but they couldn't help but be interested, so after a time they uncovered their faces to the camera.
Another heartbreakingly beautiful face. It is the smile, gentle, sweet, that does it. I wonder if balancing the water jugs so naturally helps to balance her presence.
These are people who work hard every day, and maybe that shows. But there is a kind of solidity and contentment too. The amazingly large nose jewelry is typical in this village.
A storekeeper. Selling tools for home and kitchen, but I have the idea he would also impart some very good advice, and become an important source of wisdom as a village elder one day.
She is so young. What do you see? There is something like wisdom and patience, almost a knowing. Is that all my imagination?
The barber. He's also a story teller, but a listener as well. I wonder if the lotion or shaving soap is supposed to be spread so generously.
The weight of years and heavy experiences show in this man's wonderful face. But is it also showing in the young boy's face as well?
