Faces of Karnataka, India

Indian village beauty

The faces say it all.

You don’t need to say much when the faces breathe life, and the story of their lives. What always amaze me in India is the inner happiness that spills out from even poor people. Look at the face of the Auto-rickshaw driver, who possibly gets by with an equivalent of a few dollars a day. Look at the kids. No, they don’t have Nintendos or Barbie dolls; Some are possibly thankful for having enough to eat. But, mostly, they are thankful for a life in which they know how to be happy. May be we can learn from them, that secret recipe of happiness.

Inner happiness that cannot be bought by billion dollars

Inner happiness that cannot be bought by billion dollars

Smiling couple

Smiling couple

Nervous

Nervous

Playful little boy

Playful little boy

Those eyes

Those eyes

Absorbed in ice cream

Absorbed in ice cream

A romantic hero

A romantic hero

Old lady

Old lady

A million rupee smile

A million rupee smile

Serious  old lady

Serious old lady

Deep eyes

Deep eyes

A temple priest

A temple priest

Life is short. Smile big.

Life is short. Smile big.

Pleasant old lady

Pleasant old lady

Girl at Belur temple

Girl at Belur temple



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Life is how you see it. A long time ago, when I used to look at life through my eyes wide open, I saw it all at the same time. The order, and the clutter. The good, the bad, and the ugly.

Something changed over the last few years as I have started looking through the constraining frame of a camera viewfinder. The world is suddenly a different place. I am beginning to see things I didn’t know existed. I am able to find beauty in strange things.

I live in beautiful California. I have learned to combine the other things I enjoy most, visiting places and hiking, to photography. So I am very rarely outdoors without a camera.

There so much to see in this world.

Lets look at it together.

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