I don’t have many of the usual holiday pics of me standing in front of things from India. But I have got photos that bring back feelings. Ones that remind me of the days without big, notable experiences to tell people about, but full of lots of little experiences that changed me. In a few years time I probably wouldn’t have remembered details like the warm morning light as I drink a nescafe instant coffee (..coffee isn’t really a thing yet in India), the energy and chaos of the streets in town, or the tableware of the restaurant serving my favourite meal (paper masala dosas).
These are the insignificant moments. That frame and define the significant ones.
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