These photographs where captured across Northern India, in Varanasi, New Delhi, Dhramshala, and many other places in which I ate some of the best food, met some of the most incredible people and nearly died twice.
These photos don’t unveil the train strikes, bike crashes, marriage proposals, pick pockets, airport runs or even the electric shock shower, but they do portray the raw beauty of this country. We found ourselves in some ridiculous situations nearly everyday and with the combination of just how lawless this country is (literally, anything goes) but how good-natured and religiously kind the people are out there. You feel welcome everywhere you go despite the culture, language and customs being so far from what we’re used too.
Being surrounded by constant noise, rich smells and intense colours leaves you little time to stop and appreciate where you are. Whilst sat at the open carriage door of our last train ride of the trip, with my bare feet hanging over the ledge looking out onto stretches of a country I felt so overwhelmed by, I felt I had gained perspective in my life for the first time.