Ali is a washerman who spends his morning hours washing clothes near Prabhu Ghat and letting them dry on an open ground on the bluff nearby. Strolling through the lanes of Varanasi, I saw him resting under the ficus tree after finishing the day’s work.
U Bein Bridge, Taungthaman Lake, Mandalay.
The evening wouldn’t get better than this. U Bein bridge bears a festiva atmosphere as the sun moves towards the horizon. Young couples from Mandaly come here to spend time holding hands and chat up with a slice of watermelon or a fried crab. Monks walk back and forth – to or from their monastery in Amarapura. Cyclists, not permitted to ride on the bridge, trudge slowly pushing the two wheels. Tourists flock to see all this, decorated by a golden sun in the backdrop.
It is said to be the world’ longest wooden bridge. To me, the lake and U Bein bridge are more charming thanks to a feel-good factor, festive atmosphere and a picnic-like mood that the people of Mandalay bring to it.
Shot during my annual photography tour to Myanmar.
Daily photo: A Konyak man dressed in his traditional best, during Hornbill Festival in Kohima, Nagaland.
Konyaks, a tribe from Nagaland, are known for their history of headhunting. The practice apparently lasted until as late as the 1960s. The tattoos on the face served as recognition of a headhunter’s proud acquisitions.
Photographed last year, when I was leading my annual photography tour to the hornbill festival.
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