Lost In The Alleyways
Varanasi, India
July 2015
I spent my afternoons in the alleyways to avoid the intense sun. Once I stepped in to this maze, I was lost. After two or three turns, I couldn't trace my path. But it didn't matter. I wasn't in a hurry. I just wandered around, tried new foods, talked to merchants and touched piles and piles of silk fabric.
To read more stories, check out: bkmemoirs.blogspot.com
or bkmemoirs.wordpress.com
