Weekly Photo Challenge ~ One shot, two ways…

Mysore

I snapped these two colourful pictures at the Mysore Palace in India last year. Although the photos are “one shot, two ways” they capture quite a different mood. The photo above depicts a traditional family grouping in front of the Mysore Palace just before closing time. The second close up picture really gives a little insight into the personalities of a few members of the group. I love how the beautiful lady in the middle, in the orange sari, is looking directly into my camera. This is one of my favourite shots from my time in Mysore.

Mysore

The serene and sensational sari…

A few months ago I did a post on how to wear a sari ~ I just adore them.

One of my greatest joys in India is admiring and wondering at the beauty of the Indian sari. It is almost impossible to see the same sari twice in India. So why do I love them so much?

  • They suit all shapes and sizes…everyone looks great in a sari.
  • They are so feminine and wearing one makes you feel fantastic.
  • Their colours and designs are always individual and intricate.
  • They brighten up even the dullest day with their colour and beauty.

Above are some of the amazing saris I have seen over the years. I’m sure you’ll agree they are truly beautiful…

Mum…why is baby Jesus wearing a sari?

Santa and friends

Santa and friends…

“Mum…why is baby Jesus wearing a sari?” my six-year-old son worriedly enquired as we entered Our Lady of Angels church in Pondicherry, India. My eyes followed his pointing finger and there to my delight was the statue of Mary wearing a sari and baby Jesus swaddled in a frilly pink satin dress. “Jesus is a boy you know!” he exclaimed adamantly.

I had to smile as we looked around and noticed that all the statues were “dressed” up for Christmas day. It was my son’s first taste of the true colours of India that pervade all parts of life there. He soon got over his disgust when he was handed some Indian sweets with the order of service sheet.  As we sat down on the divine old rattan pews I looked down at the sheet of paper and realised the service was in French. Ooh la la! What a treat. My husband and I called on our rusty school French and muddled through the service. The boys on the other hand didn’t even realise the service was in French as they had made friends with some Indian children sitting next to us. Although they didn’t speak the same language they enjoyed the unspoken joy of showing each other their Christmas day Santa gifts!

Indian baby Jesus in St. Mary's Cathedral in Madurai...

Baby Jesus in St. Mary’s Cathedral in Madurai…this time in a white satin dress.

Being in India for Christmas is always very special. Although India is a country of many religions the spirit of Christmas is still visible. Touches such as a Santa security guard, Christmas decorations and Christmas trees really made us smile on our last visit to Pondicherry.

Christmas display in India...

Christmas display in India…