THE COLOR OF VELLORE

Sunday afternoon I was able to spend some time wandering the streets of Vellore with my camera. This post will mostly be photos, as photos are worth a thousand words, right? Vellore is much like the other areas of India I have seen. One of the striking differences between the people of Vellore and people of Kolkata, in my opinion, is that there are fewer beggars in Vellore. I remember people with their hands held out tapping constantly at my elbows in Kolkata. There is some of that in Vellore, but not much. I did have a number of children tapping me asking me to take their pictures. I loved to do so, however I wish I was able to capture the moment where I show them the picture I took. Their dirty little faces absolutely light up and the giggles spill out.

Vellore is a nice little city, but as Divya said, it is blessed with the CMC. It would be nothing without it. The more I learn about the CMC, the more I believe this to be true. I think my “coverage” of the CMC will have to come in a few different posts. There is a lot to say, and I’m not really sure how to break it all up.

For now, here are a few shots of my home town. 

A view of one of the main streets from a pedestrian overpass

Flowers ready to be made into garlands

Pomegranates!

Tumeric and holy ash

Betal leaves ready for consumption

Scene of the market

A Sunday afternoon game of cards

Flower vendors

Pomegranate vendor  

Unsure of my presence 

Selling color, smiling brightly

Rockstar!

Tears of a child

Hanging roots

St. John's Church at the Fort

Cricket at the Fort

Temple at the Fort

Stopping for some juice

Street scene

Fruit and vegetables!

Bikes!

My friend live down this street 

At this house