Stolen moments 「Winter in Delhi」

I’m now part of this blend of conventions and surprises.

The surrounding noise always surrounding and accompanying me.

And the delicate moments.

Like prasad (food offerings for the Gods) at the office.

The birds outside my window.

The trees in the sunlight.

Fascinating Indian contemporary art.

And the unusual sights that I could not photograph, like this old man taking a peaceful nap in the middle of the busiest, noisiest crossroad…