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    Ganesh idols are flooded back to the beach. : by prasanasindol, Views[223]
         		 After 11 days of worship the idols are immersed : by prasanasindol, Views[176]
         		 Lord Ganesha, the destroyer of all evil. : by prasanasindol, Views[254]
         		 same beach on the occasion of immersion ceremony of Lord Ganesh : by prasanasindol, Views[189]
         		 Girgaon chowpathy of Mumbai on any normal day. : by prasanasindol, Views[202]
     
    What’s the one way of shrugging off the day’s weight? A refreshing bath. Seen here is, Murari, taking a bath amidst the traffic. He uses tar containers that serve as the walls, providing him little privacy in his intimate moment. Life on the road is like a glass window where everybody tries to peep-in for fun. : by dalipsingh, Views[474]
         		 After toiling for hours in the scorching sun, food acts as the only respite of the day. With dust-laden hands, Tribhuvan and his friends savour their culinary creation with utmost joy. One wonders, how they manage to enjoy it in such conditions? May be it is the dust and the tar that act as a special flavouring agent!: by dalipsingh, Views[383]
         		 While his co-workers are laying the road, tribhuvan is busy playing with the tar.. Wearing only a single glove and pouring the boiling tar poses a great risk of skin burns. Ignorant of the fact, tribhuvan seems to be enjoying it. : by dalipsingh, Views[821]
         		 Shambhu and his co-workers get down to business without really caring about any safety norms. As one can see him pouring a sweltering mix of tar and gravel with mere slippers on. No hand gloves, no gumboots, no masks, these workers risk their life everyday for merely 3 dollars.: by dalipsingh, Views[333]
         		 Meet Tribhuvan, a labourer who has been laying down roads for the past 15 years. He, along with his friends has spent almost half of their lives on the road. With no other place to go, they have now accepted the road as their only abode. Working in the scorching heat of 44 degrees at the walled city, it becomes almost impossible to walk, let alone work. But these unsung architects fiddle with the tar, dust and gravel like a little kid who toys with clay. Here, Tribhuvan looks on with hope, while his co-workers engage in deep conversation. : by dalipsingh, Views[272]
     
    Scattering clouds along with cold dessert say -- Never Give up : by tanvij, Views[370]
         		 A bird fly through the clouds, as if opening wings to go beyond infinity.: by tanvij, Views[376]
         		 Shadows of the clouds fall on the mountains,as if giving company to the houses: by tanvij, Views[408]
         		 The clouds gather above the mountains like a gathering crowd.: by tanvij, Views[351]
         		 The journey by cruiser has been made safe by the security speed boat.: by bittu, Views[263]
     
    The amazing beauty of the Prayer Lake attracts the traveller.: by bittu, Views[269]
         		 The travelling by the cruiser has been protected by wearing Life Jacket.: by bittu, Views[233]
         		 Eye shooting natural beauty of the morning has been framed to upload the moment.: by bittu, Views[229]
         		 The tradition cruiser awaiting for tourists at the Prayer Lake in Kerala, India.: by bittu, Views[285]
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         		 Through his trade, Shakeelbhai barely manages to make 150-200 rupees ($3-4) on a good day. Tough competition from cheap and easily available plastic products means a bleak future for him and his children.: by rohit, Views[252]
     
    Fortunately for Shakeelbhai, the clay found on the banks of Bhogavo river, a few kilometers away is excellent for pottery and is freely available.: by rohit, Views[392]
         		 “Earth, water and your hands, that’s all you need,” philosophises Shakeelbhai, while working on his manual potter’s wheel that costs a mere 1,200 Rupees ($20). And that’s all the help he’s managed from the Government in all these years.: by rohit, Views[268]
         		 Here, Shakeelbhai has been a potter since he was 9 years old. He is a fourth generation potter and lives here with his family of six. : by rohit, Views[214]
         		 In India, for centuries, not much has changed in the technique of pottery. In the tiny village of Lothal, in Gujarat, is one of the most important excavation sites of the Indus Valley Civilisation. Pieces of clay pots found here date back as far as 2400 BC. : by rohit, Views[626]
         		 Waking up to bright skies and fresh Himalayan air evokes new hope in our travel group. But alas, halfway into our descent we find ourselves deserting our beloved minibus to trek over the pesky landslide that forced our impromptu overnight stopover. A hitchhike or two later we find ourselves in a three hour traffic jam before a sixteen hour bus ride to Delhi. The roads are filled with South Indian tourists, and mink coats and ski suits for sale. Oh India, you sure know how to surprise!: by mimicho, Views[264]
     
    I spoke too soon. Light rains have caused a landslide just big enough to force an impromptu stop in the village of Chhatru - population 120 at 11,100 feet. Chhatru's only cafe makes a killing that night. With nothing to do but wait for morning and hope for clear roads, stranded travellers (local and international) pass time with chow mein and chai.: by mimicho, Views[488]
         		 Spiti is a cold desert valley in the Northern Himalayas. We travel along the Chandra river to arrive at Rohtang “Pile of dead bodies” Pass. The winding dirt roads of this beautiful mountain range freeze over all but a few weeks a year. While icy conditions on our ascent forced us to take an alternate route, on our descent the sun may not be the only deity shining on us.: by mimicho, Views[502]
         		 The lady beside me speaks no English nor I Spitian but through hand gestures she’s understood and accepted my offer to carry her crate of eggs on my lap, for which she shares her packet of marsala ‘twisties’. The eclectic North Indian music playing from the radio is the perfect soundtrack to the rugged rocky landscape we are rolling through. We pass a herd of goats, then a red fox darts across the road in front of us then vanishes up the mountain as quickly as it appeared.: by mimicho, Views[285]
         		 It's time to begin our descent. 60 hours from Himalayan isolation to one of the densest capital cities on earth begins on a minibus at 5000 metres above sea level. Our local escorts are so skilled at the wheel that the possibility of icy road blocks, flash floods and landslides hardly causes them to bat an eyelid.: by mimicho, Views[449]
         		 Dharavi - Mumbai - Grandmother looking down the street: by serialtraveller, Views[197]
     
    Dharavi - Mumbai - Young father recycling trashes: by serialtraveller, Views[207]
         		 Dharavi - Mumbai - Young mechanic standing behind his motorbike: by serialtraveller, Views[420]
         		 Dharavi - Mumbai - Teenager at the front of her faster's shop: by serialtraveller, Views[211]
         		 Dharavi - Mumbai - 2 brothers and friends on the way to school : by serialtraveller, Views[200]
         		 A warm welcome to the cold winds. The most awaited return .: by mukeshamaran, Views[180]
     
    You cannot kill me. They call me history.: by mukeshamaran, Views[170]
         		 The church bell. My alarm.: by mukeshamaran, Views[182]
         		 After all the spawning for 45 days the boats head to where they belong.: by mukeshamaran, Views[180]
         		 A little monk, stares into my lenses as I walk into one of the oldest monasteries of Ladakh - Lamayuru.: by nraman, Views[681]
         		 As dusk sets in, women & their family, sit outside waiting for their men to return from work. : by nraman, Views[490]
     
    Kusum Begum - who owned a little cottage in one of the villages of Sona Marg Kashmir, invited us for a cup of 'Namkeen Chai'. Kusum and her family taught us that Kashmir is not just about the scenery, but the people who live there. The Kashmiris have a heart of gold. Their honesty, simplicity, and openness is what makes them truly unforgettable.: by nraman, Views[946]
         		 A Fishermen on the Dhal Lake, waiting for his early morning catch.: by nraman, Views[513]
     
         		 An ode to the day of music.: by mukeshamaran, Views[183]
         		 Fishermen going out into the sea. : by offonroad, Views[193]
     
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