If Walls of Rajasthan Could Talk...

I am drawn to colors. I am drawn to lines. I am drawn to textures. And I am drawn to shadows... All that said, of course, while visiting Rajasthan, I was obviously stunned by what everyone else appreciates. Amazing monuments, delicate architecture, amazing colors, grace of the women, beauty of the men, smell of rose incense and cow poo. But the feeling I had was that every time I was in a street, visiting, observing, walls would talk to me. They would tell a story. At different times of the day, they would say something different. There is so much contrast in the colors of the Rajasthani walls, so much texture and so many lines, that with the course of the sun, the streets are not only vibrating through the overpopulation, but also directly through their walls and grounds. This ten-picture story is one possible story of one possible itinerary of Rajasthan. But walls have plenty more to tell.