Life at dusk in rural Mysore is incredibly beautiful. So beautiful, that it's easy to completely forget that life here is so far from perfect.
Unfortunately, my amateur attempts at photo-documentation leave much to be desired. You're probably just better off closing your eyes, imagining a warm breeze, women in saris gracefully walking home carrying enormous stacks of firewood on their heads, kids doing their homework in corners, and an ancient woman inviting a foreigner in for tea.
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