From the days of film.
A little boy at the Vasai fishing village, just outside Bombay
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From the days of film.
A little boy at the Vasai fishing village, just outside Bombay
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Wonderful image Rajiv .. A happy little lad
Thank you Julie.. I hope he is still happy!
Love this capture, Rajiv.
Thanks! Very mch!
Precious smile, great capture Rajiv!
Thank you, and I am glad that you are back..
Smiles like what you post is a healing balm for my soul…than you Rajiv.
Lovely photo, Rajiv.
Leslie
Thanks a lot! Glad you like this one…
You can see his joyful spirit.
Leslie
Yeah. I hope he still has it
I hope so too.
Leslie
Excellent Raj!
Thanks Laura!
Welcome!
like to see the rest of that picture…..the surrounding bits
The surrounding area? Can post separately if you like
Yes love to see how you came across the picture and why ?
Oh, we had heard about this fort, and went to photograph it. After that, we wandered off, and stumbled on this little fishing village
sometimes the places you just ” happen upon” turn out to be the most exciting. Its a great photo anyway….captures so much
Thanks! Yes, sometimes the lucky accident can be most fortuitous.
I was reading the review, in Time, about a book that talks about the virtues of talking to strangers. To me, as an Indian, this is a strange concept. On the street, we tend to strangers. Having said that, we are also becoming an insular nation