Blue, yellow, green, red as it’s like light split into it’s fragments of colors while passing through these streets in India, one of many things which I miss since I am away from India are these streets, people walking on these streets, the sound( you might call it noise) so be it streets of Lucknow where traffic crosses it’s own rule, cows have there own way to pass by, honking cars, screaming children, if you give it a moment and stand aside you will realize it ain’t a chaos it’s a reminder of life, life which is associated with sound and colors and smell. You see many expression within a snap, where else you can find this variety of emotions except the streets of India, while talking about Lucknow I must mention this is where my parents live as far I remember I started my life there after we moved to different cities. And now back to the circle they are here again. Lucknow, has it’s specialty in terms of street I say, old Mughal (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mughal_Empire) architecture is still alive and honoring the city with it’s eatery and culture in Lucknow, the street which I particularly picked today is Aminabad, old style market, no supermarket in this street, which is also called as Bazaar, except Thursday Aminabad is always busy with garment shops, food shops, cosmetics, electronics, you just name it.
The color which is prominent in this main street of Aminabad and sub streets is pale yellow reminds me of some old person who is trying to mingle with modern Lucknow yet keeping it originality, some really confined sub streets flooded with jewelry shops is one of many reasons you will see large number of women walking by.
To me these streets are witness of daily lives coming across sympathy, dilemma, ecstasy, curiosity, a trunk full of emotion can be seen here, people rushing, smiling, laughing, anxious, all at one place and the street absorbs all through the day and at night it goes to sleep with an exciting new day tomorrow.
P.S. next street soon.