Karin, you are pretty much right - we would walk past bullocks, dead 'untouchables' and camels on our 4 block walk to school. Our street paralleled a 'nala' - a huge ditch. Everything lived - and died - down there. It haunted the hell out of me. Still does.
But nothing in India is identifiable, the mere asking of a question 
A camel herder, near our house.
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How casually you say that, oh yes, that's the camel herder we'd pass on the way to school.
(Great book.)
I have never been to India but it is so interesting to see the old cars, with the cattle in the picture along with little shacks and large buildings.
What a collection of photos. A real treat every time.
You could so write a book, since you've got a great topic & CAN WRITE.
That is truly an amazing place. I love seeing pictures like these. They really spark the imagination.
Karin, you are pretty much right - we would walk past bullocks, dead 'untouchables' and camels on our 4 block walk to school. Our street paralleled a 'nala' - a huge ditch. Everything lived - and died - down there.
It haunted the hell out of me. Still does.
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