India is a country of incredible diversity, a land where ancient customs, cultures & religions co-exist.
The strength of the fabric lies in the mutual tolerance woven in with threads of diverse cultures, religions & viewpoints.
These are just some of my favourite flavours of India.
It lies in the simple & ordinary everyday life.
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The shout of the fruit & vegetable vendors hollering from the gate, calling out to the only person they deal with in the house.
Jasmine, marigold garlands & other beautiful flowers heaped in baskets as you pass by market streets or temples.
The haunting strain of MS Subbulakshmi singing Suprabhatam in the early morning quiet playing from some remote house far away.
The sombre sound of a cock crowing in recognition of a new day. In urban cities it is a rarity to have one in the neighborhood.
The watchman’s transistor radio belting some seedy movie mix in the park.
The cry of the Rangoli seller as she makes her way through the streets with the basket on her head.
The aroma & taste of pure filter coffee which you get in a tumbler when visiting South Indian families & experience simple hospitality.
The fast disappearing sight of the salt seller as he pulls his cart of rock salt through the streets calling to whoever will hear & respond.
The symbols of so many religions & cultures amongst my fellow Indians as we go through everyday life.
This is so distinctly India.