I was hoping there would be a sky full of these hot air balloons but there was only a few. A cradle holds a candle which heats the air, expanding the balloon and it rises into the sky. In my mind, it was carrying prayers to heaven. Advertisements
I believe the ponytail on this many means he is a Brahmin priest. But, I am not totally sure. It is a hairstyle that would have been at home in the punk / new wave 80s in the US and the UK.
We were sitting on a set of steps mercifully in the shade watching the Indian world go by. This gentleman asked me to take his picture. I obliged. Showed it to him. Then he walked on his way.
When I was in Kathmandu, there were men dressed like this posing as priests to separate tourists from their cash for the opportunity to photograph them. I am not sure if these are real or fake priests. They did ask me to take a picture of them in exchange for rupees so my suspicions lie…
A couple of these little birds were hopping around on the steps near where we were sitting. I loved the red eyes and the orange patch that reminds me of ancient Egyptian makeup.
I saw a few women with crimson feet walking on the ghats along the Ganga (Ganges). I don’t know the reason for the coloring though I suspect it is associated with their faith. I did like the color contrast.
India is a country that tends to be modest when it comes to exposing female flesh. When I lived in India, women would go swimming in the pool with long shorts and at minimum a t-shirt sometimes with long sleeves. So, I was surprised to see this woman bathing topless in the Ganga.