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| A mosque around the corner from where live. It's
located on one of the busiest streets in Bangalore. I photographed it
on Sunday when traffic was at a minimum.
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Bangalore is known as the Garden City of India because of its greenery. Its
parks are famous, and the love of plants is shared by Bangaloreans. When you
step through a gate into the terrace of a house or entryway of an apartment
building, you enter a leafy environment. Few people have yards, but rows of
potted plants embellish every terrace and balcony. The plants I grew indoors in
Austin flourish outdoors in Bangalore.
I've been now in this land of contrasts for two months. Like any traveler, I
came with preconceptions, and, as any honest traveler will admit, many of them
were inaccurate. I had a romantic image of women in sarees and elaborately
ornamented temples. The women in sarees are certainly there - riding sidesaddle
on the backs of motorcycles. The temples are also there - a block away from the
very Western, eight-story building that houses the offices of i2, Cisco, and
Sun Microsystems. Along with the beautiful temperature, balconies, visiting
veterinarians, and inexpensive food, you find horrendous traffic, severe
infrastructure problems, and street dogs.
What living for these two months in India has done for me is make me aware of
how much I took for granted about the way people organize the
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