I’m leaving in 3 days to India for a 500hrs Ashtanga Yoga Teacher Training (I know, I know, this is a sensitive matter within the Ashtanga community but it is the subject of another post ;-)). So, this morning I couldn’t refrain from finally having a look at the pictures from my last trip to Rishikesh, North of India – where I’m heading again – and would love to share a few of them with you. Subject? Kids of India! Why: kids are my favorite subject when I’m not portraying yogis/yoginis.
I was walking around Tapovan, opposite Lakshman Jhula in Rishikesh, when I run into this beautiful little girl sitting just behind a stall where her mom was selling all sort of trinkets for tourists. She had been on the point of crying for a reason I couldn’t figure out and for a little while till she got somewhat interested by my camera 🙂
Her mom got so exited by the idea of having her little daughter portrayed, that she also wanted to change her hat for different pictures, while I was completely lost in the eyes of this little angel…
On another day, just before sunset – that in this area of India it’s about 7pm all year round – I was walking up Ram Jhula quarters trying to find a good spot to take a snapshot of the bridge just below. While doing that I was attracted by the sound of prayers and mantras raising not faraway from where I stood. I knew there was a Sanskrit school in the nearby, so I gave it a try and went to look for what was going on… here it is! evening rituals and chants in the courtyard of a brahmin college!
In the evenings, just before the Ganga Aarti (the fire ceremony that takes place on the holy river Ganges banks), kids are busy with preparing poojas, spiritual offers made of flowers and little candles to be offered to the divine Mother Ganga (Indian name for the Ganges). They start mid-afternoon in preparing little baskets containing flowers and candles and spend the evening selling them around. Here a little boy who has already filled a big basket. He used to prepare them along with his father and his little cute sister. I used to run into him almost every evening, looking at this picture I realize how much I miss him trying to sell me flowers and his big smile!
And here, on Ram Jhula bridge, one of my favorite spot in Rishikesh. The bridge looks like a modern tibetan bridge, it’s long 140 meters and pedestrian only, though that includes motorbikes, cows and monkeys 🙂 and it resounds with amazing vibrations, beats and throbs of Mother Ganga (the Ganges) gliding just below. Each time I was walking on it, I couldn’t refrain from stopping in the middle of it and taking all that in. This is the place I wanna be as first thing on Wednesday 🙂