There are many different travellers out there. Independent from the kind you might be, I would recommend visiting the Golden Temple in Amritsar. It is a place so much more alive than other sights. The golden temple gives you the opportunity not only to look and take pictures but to actually feel and participate.
Gang Dogs rule the streets of India. They built up structures and territories sharing their place with humans, but not with other gangs. Their fights are without mercy and they happen every day. The Gang Dogs of India are sometimes a problem for humans, but mostly for their own species. A story about the loss of a companion.
Once again, I went to Belgachia in Howrah. A place next to the deadly smoke of burning trash, but also a place of life and joy. Staying there for a few days, I found the normal life under abnormal conditions and tried to capture the contrast between the two worlds.
Starting my next India journey in Puri, I wanted to capture nice photographs. It turned out to be harder than I thought. This is how it sometimes happens in photography.…
An article about the quite different art of meditation: Sitting on a crazy, loud, colourful, intergalactic Indian bus.
Yet, when I work for just two hours, I earned the monthly salary of my friend, who daily guides tourists on camel safaris through the desert. 3000-4000 rupees a month.
“You know, many people come here in a car, get out and shoot many pictures. This Slum is very famous. They just come, shoot, leave and sell the pictures. This is why many people here are suspicious about people with cameras.” I felt bad.
I am a total novice to India. Everything that I know about it stems from a long-standing obsession with the beautiful verbal tapestries woven by a handful of my favourite authors. But life is stranger, more colourful and complicated than fiction
Oh yes, the backpackers. Completely individually they are traveling the country with the Lonely Planet in their hand. They meet outer backpackers in the Blue Lassi Shop in Varanasi, after they have “done” the South. They tell you how amazing everything is, whom they have met and discuss peace and freedom. Yes, I am also guilty.
I am waiting at a bus stand in a city in Haryana. With a lot of luggage. Two backpacks: A big one on my back and a small on in front of me on the floor. If I had not carried presents for my hosts it would have been just one and a lot anger less. But I got acquainted with the culture, as the good anthropologist or human that I am.