What a day today has been..
It was quite uneventful but extraordinarily fulfilling.
This morning I woke up earlier than usual and started off with a bit of yoga and some reading.
Feeling extra productive, I intended to sit at my laptop, edit pictures, and write all day. That really just didn't last too long..
I decided to go for a stroll. The second that I went outside, the rain came pouring down.
It was glorious.
I walked in the rain, singing, yes singing.. for about 45 minutes. Anybody who knows me is aware that I really am not fit for any sort of singing. I have some raspy, out of tune vocals going on, but it was such a liberating adventure. I even made up my own song. It didn't matter if anybody heard me because they would have thought I was mental enough for running around with the raindrops.
Ah.. but it was marvelous. I felt so free without a care in the world, singing my songs and getting completely soaking wet.
I didn't know where I was going but my favorite thing to do in a new city is get lost. So that's exactly what I did.
After winding around a bit, I turned left continuing up a hill toward a temple. For some reason this little street invited me in. It was the first time I had turned in over 30 minutes.. It was simply just calling my name. Once I got around the corner, my eyes were drawn away from the Hindu shrine and toward the community that I was about to enter.
I came across a few colorful homes with some children outside. It looked like the most inviting dead-end I've ever seen. I curiously continued. I had my camera out and started interacting with some of the kids. When i began taking photos of one little girl, her mom brought out her sister for some family portraits.
At first, the kids weren't the biggest fans...
After a while, they relaxed a bit and started to enjoy this strange situation.
The neighbors were all noticeably curious about the white girl walking around with her camera in their hidden sanctuary but they kept a distance at first. One by one they started peeking their heads around the corners to check out the scene.
The mother of the two girls invited me into her fuchsia pink cement home. As I was sitting there, a man entered. He quickly became my tour guide for the next hour or two. His name is Prem.
As we walked outside of the house, I turned the corner to find an entire group of kids awaiting me and my services. They came fully prepared - matching outfits and modeling poses.
After my next photo session, Prem guided me along through an alley way. This lead to dozens and dozens more vibrant homes with children poking their heads out of every crevice. I was amazed.. I couldn't believe how many hidden apartments there were lining these narrow streets.
These humble abodes were decorated with every color imaginable. It completely changed the energy of these little dwellings. Walking through the lanes was absolutely marvelous.
I was stepping into a dream filled with people it seemed that I already knew. I never wanted to leave.
Prem guided me along numerous passageways, shouting into each home for the family to come out for a photo.
Quickly, I became the town photographer.
Little girls ran all around me flirting with the camera for over an hour. They were so shy yet secretly wanted to be photographed. It was the best game of hide and seek that I've played in ages.
Everywhere I looked there more children peaking out from behind a brilliantly colored wall.
Each of the families were welcoming beyond belief. Considering it was raining, they were all inviting me into their homes, which were even more vivid and colorful on the inside. There were a few houses with photos taped on the walls, but for the most part, the homes were just filled with a whole lot of love.