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th needles and threads and then checked the photos for clarity. This was

but it was the perfect camera for me. And it was lightweight and easy to carry. I still had a few longer, high resolution lenses in the duffle bag that I’d

ssly, although I was the only one who seemed to be affected by it. I wiped away some sweat from my

haba (an eatery) was a lot better choice than standing in this heat and watching myse

heir back to a small one storied house, all wearing colorful ghagra-choli’s along with red coral bangles to signify their marital. All of them had their dupatta’s covering their head and half of their face so you couldn’t tell if they wore vermillion on their forehead or not, which in India wa

eed to take home to my parents and to my brother and his new wife. The threads they used were a bit on the thicker side and required mean-looking, big needles and the colors they had chosen for the red sheet were all in varying shades of green and white.

they hand-crafted themselves. So I noted down their address and promised to return soon to buy some of their products bef

the nearest tables I could find. I placed my camera on the table and poured some water into a steel glass from a pitcher and drowned it in one go.

a couple minutes later, wearing a white kurta and

ng with rice and daal, right? “And get me a big glass of chaach (buttermilk) to go with it.” I told the man in Hin

ld’ve easily just drank the whole thing and skipped lunch; and then came the daal chawa

daal into the well that I’d created. I made sure not to pour all the daal and reserved some for later,

g to be a painful time at the loo.” I told myself under my breath. Sometimes I hated the fact that I had such a low tolerance for heat, which is why when I

white

hat I was looking at her closely, she hardly looked younger than twenty five. And now that she was inside the shade of the restaurant, I co

. For a few seconds, the world stood still. All I saw were her icy blue eyes, the same color as the ocean on a bright sunny

t was like she was closed off, too reserved and unaffected to care about anyone else, and yet the way she took a

eight as me. And I could almost feel how good it would be to have her tucked under

e done so this time as well, because her icy blue eye