This is My Story 

I don’t know this young man.
He was standing against a wall at the flower market which is located in the chowk of Varanasi (Benaras).
It was too hot that afternoon and we were all exhausted and sweating.
I came inside the courtyard in order to take a few pictures and to try to feel this amazing freshness provided by a compelling fragrance made of all the flowers scents which are moisterizing the atmosphere.
When he saw his portraits he said he liked them.
I don’t know his story although I am using the words by “Strings”, one of my favourite pop band.

Yeh Hai Meri Kahani (This is my story)...



Lyrics and English translation:
http://www.desifm.com/translation-Zinda/Yeh-Hai-Meri-Kahani.html