India. Varanasi. It was early in the morning, sometime around 6 AM when we were in the labyrinth of the narrow streets next to a crematorium for the poor people. I can’t describe the smell on those streets even at the relatively “fresh” time of the day. This whole scenery stroke me deeply. On the right, you can see the pile of traditional orange plastic covers for corpses that were taken off before cremation. On the back ground you see a man searching through the fabrics which were used for the same purpose. I bet he is going to reuse those for resale. It was difficult to see a small girl in the midst of that without feeling sympathetic, however it’s a reality for most of Indians.
Modern India is colorful and I would say layered. I think the great example is on the fourth picture from the top. That how I understand India now, and I might be mistaken in my opinion, however I based it on what I’ve seen, and what I captured with my camera. India is very rich in traditions, cultural heritage, beautiful architecture from the old times, unique crafts and arts, however I had to learn how to see beyond the poverty, and people living in slams, endless dirt everywhere and tons of plastic covering the whole country.We hear a lot that the country is on economical rise, however it’s obvious that investment into the social life of Indians is almost not existing. At that picture you can see the glimpse of the beautiful temple on the background, some children running around at the time they should be in school, and of cause so loved holy cows nibbling on some garbage on the front ground. That is India as is in 21st century.