Tuesday, July 5, 2011

True Story...

I feel privilege being a photographer and see things like this and record them because I feel like I'm seeing history and seeing something that it wouldn't be here for the next generation. What I love here in Agra is this feeling that things haven't change much here in the last thousand years or so.. I like sitting in the corner and watching the world go by with women in viels over their head, interesting faces and beautiful colors. What hasn't change is the people, the faces and that's what turns me on.

Inside Taj Mahal, I saw this man sitting alone while waiting for his friends to come back. I find it very interesting, I took several shots of him in discreet manner...


                    An ounce of mother is worth a pound of clergy.  ~Spanish Proverb











Should guilty seek asylum here,
Like one pardoned, he becomes free from sin.
Should a sinner make his way to this mansion,
All his past sins are to be washed away.
The sight of this mansion creates sorrowing sighs;
And the sun and the moon shed tears from their eyes.
In this world this edifice has been made;
To display thereby the creator's glory.
  -Emperor Shah Jahan-