Am sitting on my little porch in Jodhpur watching the light on the
blue buildings as the sun makes it's way to the other side of the
world. It is spectacular. Not only is this place beautiful, but you
can watch life being lived on other rooftops: children playing, old
men tinkering about, women sorting vegetables. I wonder if they know
that most places aren't blue, and that in most cities you can't jump
from rooftop to rooftop, like the monkeys here do.
several years ago i spent a few months in india doing tsunami relief work and traveling. i didn't realize i'd been bitten by the india bug until i moved back to my comfortable, yet predictable life in new york. it didn't take long for me to relocate to india full-time to try to make a life. now, after three years in mumbai, i split my time between america's east coast and india's west coast. the difference between life here and life there is that everything in india begs to be written about.
Saturday, February 26, 2005
City of Blue
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