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INDIA- Vanarasi

This time, the tourist said NO. “You broke my heart, sir!” says he. If you just decide to give them money, they give you a puzzled look that makes you realize that to save their fragile dignity you must accept a little something of what they are selling. From my India trip, I remember the hot weather and food, the warm colors and people, and the pervasive materialism and spirituality. But what I can’t forget are the incredibly worn eyes of the children of Varanasi.

INDIA | Sunday, 8 August 2010 | Views [918]

This time, the tourist said NO. “You broke my heart, sir!” says he. If you just decide to give them money, they give you a puzzled look that makes you realize that to save their fragile dignity you must accept a little something of what they are selling. From my India trip, I remember the hot weather and food, the warm colors and people, and the pervasive materialism and spirituality. But what I can’t forget are the incredibly worn eyes of the children of Varanasi.


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