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  The sounds of summer drift lazily over our back fence like smoke. Children laugh and splash in paddling pools, squealing, cold water on hot skin, lawns flooded, warm mud squelching between small toes. A lawnmower hums bee-like in the distance, and the smell of fresh cut grass hangs in the hazy air. I breathe …

Discovering India’s magic through it’s own eyes

  ‘One photo madam, just one photo.’ Another day in India. This particular morning finds me at the Taj Mahal, enthralled in the splendour of the marble dome shimmering gently in the reflecting pool. The heat pursues me relentlessly as I shade my eyes against the cloudless sky. I feel peaceful here. No one knows …