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Weekly Photo Challenge: Curves

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Hello there, this week I have decided to participate in the latest WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge : Curves. Mainly because I realised I have countless pictures on curves, especially from my trip to Andalusia in the southern tip of Spain several years ago. I visited the cities of Granada, Seville and Cordoba over 10 days, certainly the most enchanting region I have ever been to, I was transported well back in time! I’ve also included a few curve photos from my Paris visit and one from England too. Curves are popular designs in Islāmic Architecture, they can be pretty impressive. Anyway, enough said, I am going to allow the images in my gallery below do the talking. Au revoir till we meet again sometime soon, Inshallah! 🙂

wordless wednesday

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I’ve just discovered that many bloggers publish a single photo without any description on Wednesdays. The idea is that the picture tells its own story, no explanation needed. This image came straight to mind as a result, since I’m currently at a loss for words anyway, after my previous lengthy post. Perhaps you too share a similar memory at some point in your life!

my 3rd child, crying away in the car during our Andalucia trip, 2007

gujarat state

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This is my final installment on India, in terms of batches of photos, I might however create random posts based on a photo or two in the near future. All the pictures were captured by my other half during his recent trip, do read mumbai city and memorable india to view my earlier stacks of photos. I have chosen photos taken around various villages and the city of Surat in the state of Gujarat this time. This was where my hubby had stayed mainly, back in the village of his ancestors in Gujarat. This trip has been a real eye opener for him. He realised how fortunate he’s been, for had his grandparents not migrated to Africa then England he would not be where he is now, having been highly educated and leading a fairly comfortable life. He is where he is at present through the sacrifice and hard work of his forefathers, there are no two ways about it. And for that he is truly grateful to them, Alhamdulillah.

There are many reasons why people migrate to other parts of the world; to escape poverty, for marriage, religious, education or work purposes. In my opinion, the whole world was created by God for us to explore and benefit from. As long as we work hard to earn an honest living and contribute to the society we live in, it does not really matter where we end up in as long as we are happy and content. Having said that, I don’t think anyone can forget their homeland ever, no matter where they migrate to afterwards. Enough said, do browse my photos for an insight into India through my hubby’s eyes, an unforgettable trip, deeply imprinted in his mind and heart.

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fruit seller pushing his cart

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village Hindu temple

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village Muslim mosque

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village woman washing clothes

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village women attending to their daily chores

lush village fruits

lush fruits at village

my hubby and his grand uncle at the village

my hubby and his grand uncle at their village home

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huge textile store in Surat city

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inside a textile store

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village school girls

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camel cart in a village

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busy cooks at a village wedding

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enjoying food served at a village wedding

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hustle and bustle at train crossing near village

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row of houses in a village

a cute village kid, a proud owner of those chickens behind him!

a cute village kid, a proud owner of those chickens behind him!

mumbai city

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My other half spent some time in the city of Mumbai, India, during his recent three week visit to the land of his ancestors. Mumbai (formerly known as Bombay) is a lively buzzing city heading towards major development. In some ways many of the photos I have selected to share below reminds me of my own homeland, Malaysia. I suppose once an Easterner always an Easterner, regardless of which corner of the East you hail from. I can identify with many things found in the pictures, they all seem rather familiar to me. My hubby however found it all as an eye opener, having born and bred in England all his life.

Although he has visited Malaysia several times, his trip to India has exposed him to a whole lot more of the Eastern way of life, for India is a such a vast country of many contrasts. In one place itself you can observe the contrast between the poor and the rich, the developed and the underdeveloped, the Hindus and Muslims, existing harmoniously next to each other. This was certainly very much apparent in the state of Gujarat which my hubby mainly visited. He found it difficult somehow to have a good time knowing there are people around him who were living very simply. He admired their strength, dignity and spirit all the more as a result of this. I shall end here for now, do read my previous post memorable india, if you haven’t already, and do watch out for my next post for more updates on my hubby’s recent unforgettable trip.

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street market stalls

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fresh vegetables, far better than supermarket ones!

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a leafy street in Mumbai

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the slum area, with their satellite dishes!

the slum area, with their satellite dishes!

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busy part of the city

another buzzing corner of the city

another buzzing corner of the city

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at the train station

special train carriages

special train carriages

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a mosque in Mumbai

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Muslim men taking ablution (wash) before prayers in the mosque

hubby with his dad and grand uncle

hubby with his dad and grand uncle

 

memorable india

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My beloved husband has just returned from his three-week stay in Gujarat, India. It was his first time to the land of his ancestors, a journey which has left a great impact upon him. It was certainly memorable, as he had the opportunity to visit many relatives whom he had not met before. He was truly taken by the resilience of the Indian people he encountered, they all worked very hard to earn their daily living. They were also very warm and hospitable, despite the harsh conditions many of them were exposed to. He stayed both in the city and in the village, and had quite a good insight into their lives.

Whilst out there, he promised to take many pictures for me to share on my blog, he ended with hundreds of shots! I have chosen those that really moved me to begin with, perhaps you will feel a tug in your heart too. I asked my husband what was the best part of his unforgettable life time journey, he answered almost immediately that it was the people. They shall certainly remain in his mind and heart for many years to come. I am glad he had this chance to trace his roots, for each and every life experience makes one more appreciative of others, and be grateful to God for each and every blessing that comes our way.

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a village helper preparing some vegetables to cook

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a flower seller

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the village lady who delivers fresh buffalo milk

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a nut seller in the city

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a woman labourer

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street vendor selling strawberries

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a woman selling a potato dish cooked in clay pot

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a tailor sewing away

a vegetable seller

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a cobbler earning his living

a cobbler earning his living