there is no one way of dressing up in india

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http://www.flickr.com/photos/22937192@N03/2202713310/

the gujjar woman on the trail…

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pictures from the book the last wanderers.

notes :these nomads rear buffaloes and sell milk migrating seasonally to the plains in winter.

“I celebrate my independence” says India.

“O, let my Country AwaKe”, prayed Tagore.

let no man go hungry, thirsty or go unclothed or without a roof on his head

let freedom reign and peace unfurl

corruption squashed and Justice served.

keep expectations

create visions

exceed goals

let happiness touch the feet of our people.

and let earth rejoice for your existence, O nation.

India, Let’s keep marching.

” I salute the people with hopes in their eyes and dreams in their hearts

” I salute the people who did not leave the shores of the nation to befriend others

” I bow down to people who work hard

“I acknowledge the ordinary people who live extra ordinary lives

“I salute those soldiers who protect this land, those leaders who genuinely stand up for their nation, but not for themselves

Thank You  Men, women and children  for in its heart, India,  you live tirelessly.”

We reside in every country, but you are my nation.

We celebrate India.

i live in the forest and worship danteshwar devi on *dusshera. my ancestors did and i will continue to do so..

image credits : akhilesh baros

*dusshera = the festival celebrated commerating the killing of Ravan by Hanuman and the monkeys.