Sometimes I find it hard to believe I am in India. When exam stress is high and I am spending nights studying boring scripts, I could well be anywhere else in the world. That is why I like taking pictures. They show what I have long gotten used to. Single moments and impressions, may they be beautiful, interesting, shocking or just utterly strange. They catch what is going on around me, not letting loose even when daily routine comes out on top. I can well leave it to these pictures to tell the story. This time the story of historic Hampi and its people. |
