The country full of contrasts, it can move you deeply, delight, shock and irritate at the same time … colorful, poor, dirty, majestic and chaotic, and in some strange way everything has its sense, system and raison d’être. Beauty is intertwined with ugliness, colors with dirt, and wealth with poverty. Overcrowded streets and sidewalks, the unmistakable sound of the horn, holy cows moving in her own rhythm between cars, rickshaws and people going in directions known only to them … Depending on the time of day, cities, towns, villages look different. In the early morning when they come to life, illuminated by rays of the rising sun, people wash their still dreamy eyes in roadside wells, and with each passing hour everything takes on its speed, bustle, noise, magic and charm.
Mystical rituals, ceremonies and temples. Colorful street stalls attracting passers-by with their content. Various spices, dishes, floating scent of curry often mixed with less pleasant aromas ..
But this is unique India! Magical, full of contrasts, provoking reflection and remaining in the memory for a very long time …
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