Asia Photo Diaries
Jaipur, the Pink City located in the vibrant state of Rajasthan. Long before my story began, my grandfather served as a police officer in this state. However, because he was an honest man, he was continuously relocated and moved from city to city.
Honest men rarely have the opportunity to stay in one place due to corruption, particularly in the police force in India. Roaming the perilous streets of Rajasthan has been inspiring, almost enchanting and at times astonishing. There are no car lanes, rules for the road, let alone the need for rear view mirrors (as my dad so gracefully pointed out to our driver). Stepping into a vehicle feels eerily similar to riding a roller coaster ride. Yet as much difference there is here to my way of life back in the states, this is home.
The glistening beads of women’s saris, the slums that barricade the streets of one wrong turn, the ice cream snatching monkeys residing in the trees of Amer Fort are little pieces of my heaven right now.