The Psychedelic Rajasthan Experience
December 9th 2009 For more of my photos, or to buy my book, please visit www.nickkembel.com
Within a sandcastle fort, a cow meditates, possibly on the trade-off she has made being born in India,
“I will not be slaughtered, but I must eat trash to survive”.
A passing Canadian tourist-pilgrim borrows the moment with a digital imprint, to be nostalgically revisited in times to come.
A three-legged dog drags a
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Steve Hoge
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What are those little cakes?
I'm trying to remember what those little cakes are in the center of the griddle... we used to eat them on the street in Bikaner with a spicy sauce and topped with chopped onions, chilis and cilantro. I think they were filled with beans or chick peas. Do you remember what they're called? Cheers, Steve