As a history student, India has always been one of the places I wanted to visit. Thousands of years of history, peace and war, greatness and mediocrity, life and death, all side by side, coursing through the historical veins of the Indian subcontinent. I could probably spend years in India and still not get enough of it.
I was given an opportunity to visit India in 2019. I was then in the middle of the last semester of my master’s degree, trying to balance term papers and thesis research and writing. But to hell with it, of course I went. While I was visiting places in the morning, I was writing term papers in the afternoon until evening.
My first few days in India was spent in Agra. I had already started exploring black-and-white photography, so many of the photos you’ll see here are like that. Since I’m really lazy in learning photography, hundreds of shots were either blurred, overexposed, or what have you. These are the best I could gather (meaning, if these are my best, I really, really suck at photography). But hey, I tried.
Point is, I got there. I experienced it all. I walked those centuries-old paths, touched those walls, breathed that air. Been there. Will come back soon. 😀