Tuesday, April 5, 2011

a thesis fit for a senior

There I was, in India, wearing my favorite red sari, and eating some veg korma on the side of the street.While my other friends went off to get some pizza, I went off by myself for some street food.

One of the best things I found in India is color. and by color, i mean color. Being in India is like living in a rainbow. It's as if god knocked over a shelf of paint cans from the sky and now everybody is wearing magnificant purples and yellows and greens and oranges. This makes it the perfect place for people watching.

This isn't an exciting story about anything wild or crazy that happend to me while I was there. Just a memory. Me, my veg korma, and my red sari, on some street corner in India, watching people shop and chat and walk.

1 comment:

  1. i didn't know you had a blog until this second and i am reading it now and loving you from a distance