Mumbai, India
Here, No Departure Bell Rings, No Announcements Are Made, And Without Warning, The Train Starts Moving Toward Its Destination
The Entrance Of The Station Building, Which Is Registered As A World Heritage Site, Had A Stately Structure That Reminded Me Of The Entrance To A Church In Some European Country
There Is A Movement To Regulate The Use Of Betel Nuts,, But It Is Still Sold All Over India As A Matter Of Course
Mumbai's Fort District Takes Its Name From The Fort George That Once Existed Here
The Gothic Revival Architecture Of The Station Building, Which Is Not Only Elegant But Also Historical, Also Reminds Us Of The History Of India As A Colony Of The European Powers
Trains Were Passing Each Other So Slowly That It Seemed Possible To Jump From One Running Train To The Other Side Of The Train If You Did It Right
I Thought I Understood Why There Are So Many Accidental Deaths By Rail In Mumbai
The Doors On The Suburban Trains That Run Through Mumbai Don't Close, So It's Even Possible To Get Off At Your Own Risk At A Non-station
The Trains That Run In Mumbai Are More Deadly Vehicles Than I Thought
In A World With Wire Mesh In The Car Windows, There Must Exist Some Reason Why We Need Wire Mesh
A Family Led By A Mother In A Bright Light Blue Saree Was Also Waiting Patiently For The Train
I Wasn't The Only One Anxious To Know When The Train Would Arrive
Although The Pictograms Showed That It Was A Women-only Car, It Was Not Clear Whether It Was All Day Or Only At Certain Times Of The Day
It Seemed That The Era Of Smooth Cashless Payment Anywhere In The World Was Just Around The Corner, But The Reality Seems To Be A Little Further Away
Do The Same News Stories Reflect Different Principles And Viewpoints In Each Language?
In The State Of Maharashtra, Of Which Mumbai Is A Part, A Car With A Yellow And Black Color Scheme Is A Cab
A Good-looking Guy With Glasses Was Drawing On The Side Of The Road
India Is Apparently The World's Largest Ginger Producer As Well As The World's Largest Consumer
Many Street Vendors Had Their Stores Open And The Sidewalk Was Like A Market
I Was Taking A Picture Of A Girl And Another Different Woman Asked Me To Take A Picture Of Her Too
When I Pointed The Camera At Her, Her Smile Did Not Disappear And I Was Able To Capture Her Beautiful Smile Firmly In My Viewfinder
The Barbers On The Sidewalk Do Not Have Water Facilities And Do Not Shampoo
The Man In The Empty Store Waved Me Over In A Friendly Way
I'm Not Sure If Potatoes And Onions Are Standard Ingredients In Indian Curries
The Man Who Worked At The Market Responded With A Peace Sign
Some People Were Selling Vegetables In Baskets In The Market Aisles
The Market Aisles Were Littered With Vegetables, Very Indian
The Man With The Stubble Was Carrying A Large Bucket Of Vegetables
I Don't Know Why But I Feel India When I See People Wearing Olive Drab Colored Shirts
I Used To See People Breaking Apart Garlic Scales In Indian Markets
The Man Was Grabbing A Vegetable Like A Green Bean With Both Hands
In Hot Countries, If Allowed, I Would Rather Wear Sandals Than Leather Shoes Or Other Formal Shoes
As In The Country Of Curry, There Were Curry Leaves Lined Up In A Basket
The Guy Had An Unflattering Look On His Face, So Maybe Sales Weren't Going Well
There Was A Man At The Local Market Who Kept The Books By Hand
The Woman With A Melancholy Expression Stood Beside A Pile Of Cabbage
The Man Who Appeared To Be The Manager Looked At The Camera With A Puzzled Expression On His Face
The Girl On The Back Of A Motorcycle With Her Father At The Wheel Noticed Me
Compared To Japan, Where Bookstores Are Still All Over Town, Though Becoming Fewer And Fewer, It Is Difficult To Find A Bookstore In India
Snack Makers Sold At Kiosks In Mumbai Were All Makers That I Had Never Seen In Japan
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