A girl in front of a cinema (Bombay/Mumbai, India)
Taxi in the rain (Mumbai/Bombay, India)
Camera man (Chhatrapati Shivaji Terminus, Mumbai, India)
Street chef (Bombay/Mumbai, India)
Onion peeler in the streets (Bombay/Mumbai, India)
Tar cooker (Bombay/Mumbai, India)
Hand brush seller I (Bombay/Mumbai, India)
Hand brush seller II (Bombay/Mumbai, India)
Taxi driver (Bombay/Mumbai, India)
Chicken hell (Bombay/Mumbai, India)
Butcher with a cock (Bombay/Mumbai, India)
Bombay Chicken (Bombay/Mumbai, India)
The truck driver (Goa, India)
Boy in a coach (Goa, India)
Woman in a red dress (Goa, India)
Passengers (Goa, India)
Man watches out of a bus (Goa, India)
Two women sunset walk (Palolem Beach, Goa, India)
Friends (Goa, India)
Eye catching dress and a smile (Goa, India)
Girl in a bus (Goa, India)
Workers in a shaft (India)
India, my belle, you are the ugliest. I love the fragrance of your one thousand condiments and I am disgusted by the stink of your streets. Your colours and faces of your people are so flattering while my eyes are appalled about your spectecular nasty visage. Tasting you, tasting what your grounds and cuisine has to offer was an amusement I vomited when I saw your chefs. I listened to your unfailing wisdom that may made a better me and I heard your slogans that may make an inferior you. The twenty-first century will likely be an Indian century – if you, India, choose the right modi.