As I don't usually blog on my work trip, this is exceptional. Out of the blue, opportunity came by for me to make a short trip to India. A country that I had never thought of going in my life. Though, my photography teacher and his group would certainly love in making a trip there at least once a year.
My trip made me thought and observe lots of things. Obviously, the influence from my photography teacher made me "feel" the life of the people in India. It was "touching", if I am able to use a word to describe. Imagining the situation of living in the past 50 years + air pollution + poor infrastructure + other hard to describe situation.
The advanced and poor, it's just a border apart.
Perhaps my pictures could tell the stories.
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A layer of polluted air |
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The sun and day consider good, API lower |
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Managed to get a shot, while day was still fine |
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Horse ride sharing the road |
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Tuk Tuk too |
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Delhi Gate |
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Bicycle too |
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Welcome to Noida |
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All kinds of transport and people heading to earn their livings |
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Poor holly cows surviving life with trash |
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MGO - What's the green dot for -> It's vegetarian safe |
The journey...
- I had a transit flight to Chennai before heading to Delhi. Glad I didn't had a check in luggage, and was just pulling a light weight cabin luggage. The transit to domestic (Jet Airways) needed me to walk across the building, which is parallel but was under renovation.
- The feeling of those renovating buildings caught the feeling of 1970s airport.
- It's not recommended to travel as lone lady in India, glad I had another local lady came along, we took the tuk-tuk shuttle just 2min away
- I was told Delhi airport wasn't that safe, and I was blessed to have other male colleagues waited for me at the arrival hall
- Throughout the trip, all male colleagues were my body guards
- The street could be scary, hence I didn't at all walk around over the weekend... I spent time reading, day dreaming, watching Cartoon Network and nap all day long :)
- Overall experience... hmm [unexplainable]
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