Pune is a city full of surprises. Long walls, buildings, greay, brown, dull, cracked, and then suddenly a flash of blue. Maybe door, maybe window. Bright sky-blue, peeking put through shades of grey.
Like.... a fucshia-pink bra strap peeking out from a nun's habit. That's old Pune. A nun with rainbow lingerie.
College students roam the streets, walking, biking, laughing. I could almost be one of them. Lost. Shorts. Jhola. Camera.
I roam the streets, looking for beauty. Looking...for the unexpected.