I just returned from my first visit to India. My wife Min and I had the honor of attending our friends Akash and Himani’s wedding. We stayed for a week after the festivities to take in some of Delhi and the surrounding area.
Many whom we met could not have been more friendly and welcoming. The wedding was entirely and wonderfully different from the western customs with which I am familiar. Our journey took us from majestic world heritage sites to urban and village environments, where routines did not appear to have changed much in the last several hundred years.
We encountered challenges as well. Air pollution can range from mildly irritating to downright oppressive. Piecemeal infrastructure, where it exists, buckles under the weight of exploding demand. Poverty is rampant. None of these are unique to India, by any means, though it is the first time I have really been confronted by all at once.
As on my earliest visits to China, I know I have only seen through a small window into the lives of people there. I cannot possibly know the greater state of current affairs, nor the historical context from which the current environment has sprung. I am content to be just an observer, knowing that I will see and understand more in time. For now, I am happy to let the camera speak for me.