Much has been written about our happy flying visit to Delhi, by my beautiful friends on the saree group. True Bollywood style romance on a Delhi winter morning. We used to hang at the Mughal era tombs in Delhi 10 years ago but it lacked the pops of colour we brought to it this week.
I never realised how interesting we must be to foreigners. Draped in our six yards, we looked like a page out of history books. Just put aside the mobile phones and take the sunglass off, we are an advertisement for Incredible India!
The Delhi girls really do it like no one’s watching. There were only about 5 thousand onlookers when we went on our impromptu photoshoot, it being picnic season for schools.
There was a wedding photoshoot, going on, who we tried to copy. Except the bride was in gown and we were lacking a groom. That never hampers our enthusiasm.
The season of love it really is. Mellow sunshine filtering through ancient trees, dissipating the fog hanging low in the air. Dreamy historic structures where emperors lay down for final rest.
Love and mortality, my favourite muses, came together in a magical moment in time.
Sinners Inc. 