Photo Essay

indian puzzle

indian puzzle
By Magdalena Rzymanek
26 February 2007

When I think of India, I think of a puzzle, put in disorder pictures, jumps between reality and sleep, dream and nightmare, plenty of colors not able to be recognized, floating mosaic in which every person and every thing has no constant place.

Pictures, colors, shapes, scents, voices swell in front of my eyes, put on each other, whirl around my head, cause faster heart beating, sweating. I want to close my eyes, ears and nose' and be alone just for a second...but at the same time I think 'burst of feelings', so I delight in this wonderful mosaic of life, I become part of it, one of the elements of the puzzle.

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