Photo essay: My wife's country
By Siamack Salari
August 15, 2003
I have always envied the talent and creativity of some of the
photographers who submit their work to the Iranian.com. So here
is my first attempt at taking some
pictures of my own. I was in
India for a 10 day work trip and, to keep me company, I asked my
youngest uncle to join me. (V is 8 months pregnant with our twins
and unable to travel to the end of our street let alone India.)
After spending a few days at the opulent imperial hotel in Delhi,
we flew south to Bangalore. Although we had meetings almost every
day, I managed to duck out of a trip to Madras and instead we asked
our driver to take us 150km south to Mysore, the sight of a 12th
century Hindu temple and a Maharaja’s palace.
I took pictures at every opportunity despite the unbelievable heat
and humidity. In an attempt to cool off I even ordered several
tailored Indian suits to wear during the day. Our driver told me
that most people asked him if I was a politician (fat, white suit
and chauffeur car).
One final point, although is was extremely hot it was not sunny,
hence the slightly dulled tones.
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