Photos from one of my favorite books about Bombay. The book is from the 1960s, so the photos have that old quality that I love. The rich colors of India and the beauty of the city amaze me, although I realize that many of the photos are of very sad things.
No matter how sad or not, the beautiful images here invoke respect and intrigue. I have a friend who grew up in India, and he always reminds me that it’s a place of excitement, color, adventure, and mystery.
One day I will go.