Back in India. Borrowed SLR.
as any decent person, i had to see the palace
but the most golden time had nothing to do with the palace
"...I must grab handfuls of her hair, and, I tell you, there are apples, walnuts, ships sailing, ships docking..." Li Young Lee
thinking Holi
so much for so little
bberry also got a nice spot to watch
What can I say? This was an insane experience. If you want to see this live, visit Hanuman’s Temple in Hampi. Enjoy the climb.
Poussin would be jealous
The ocean is rough, it rains every day, but the people are few. The annoying hippies-wanna-be, Israeli just-got-out-of-the-army dudes and screaming Eastern Europeans prefer to come only during high season, which makes Goa during monsoons an amazing vacation get away.
The gray sky and empty beaches bring about calmness. Busy worry gives way to introspection and soul searching. You sit in one of the few beach shacks with a warm belly of a Goa dog on your feet, and wonder, “Why, why, why?” All of the whys buzz around, and you spend the day watching the waves, thinking.
haning around Charminar
I have no idea what mad person would rather chase after some Cournot Equilibrium than explore pretty things. This clearly makes me, to put it in mild terms, less than excellent profit-maximization-focused MBA student. There is nobody to hang out with during exams, which forces self-entertainment; thus, forth come such posts.
Charminar court
street madness can never be understood from a picture
I have no idea why one would need to go to Philadelphia to eat some poisonously greasy food, and yet I know of people who do that. Weirdos.
