The edge of the world, a wonderful country: India.

The edge of the world, a wonderful country: India.

Populated by 1 billion 210 million souls, India is a great economic power. However, its population is deeply rooted in its traditions.
Khumbha Mela, a marvelous city with 50 million Hindu pilgrims. At the heart of Mumbai, megalopolis of 23 million inhabitants, the Dharavi slum is the city of untouchables. The state of Kerala is a haven of peace: Beaches of coconut tangle of navigable canals, deep jungle and lush, misty mountains covered with tea plantations, spectacular Kathakali dance, martial arts ancestors.Rajasthan is the land of lords and maharajas. Its medieval towns, small isolated villages of the Thar desert, making it one of the most beautiful destinations in the country. In the city of Mathura thousands of devotees celebrate a collective madness of spring in overlapping colored powders.
With a population of 1 billion 210 million souls, India after China, the most populous country in the world. Fascinating for some, disturbing to others, India is exuberant in its colors, in its boundless wealth, its poverty unbearable, ardent in its festivals.If the Indian sub-continent is becoming an economic superpower, which in the future will have as well as the United States of America or China, the vast majority of men and women very attached to their traditions and their way of life for centuries.



In Khumba Mela, the largest pilgrimage in the world is organized ...
Gods attracts a swarm of 50 million Hindus flocked around the country.The city is also endowed with Huge coconut fringed beaches, lush forests, misty mountains covered with tea plantations whose landscapes shaped by man, which resemble the stunning Japanese Zen gardens.The state of Rajasthan is the land of lords, the Maharajas. Medieval towns, its folklore and isolated villages in the Thar desert, making it one of the most beautiful parts of the country. The city of Mathura is the birthplace of the god Krishna, is celebrated with fervor Holi, the arrival of spring.In a collective madness, men and women overlap of colored powders.India is one of the most wonderful countries in the world.Indian music is fresh, intense and fun ... we love it at first glance even if you do not understand the words. Words are nature, beauty and love ... but suffering and difficult life ... But everything is beautiful, well sung and well played with traditional instruments, original and extraordinary ... In all complaints, languid and monotonous, you feel your spirit boosted by a kind of rage inside your soul ... suffer and rise, you feel a sense of breath and love ... This is India, a beautiful country!
Here is an excerpt of a song Hindu:Lyrics: R. Gall, music: D. Whitaker, 1968

Blue hills and lavender fieldsOrange and pink the GangesI shall never seeMy beautiful country India
Thousand scents, tobacco flowerSnow off my sweet heartI shall never seeMy beautiful country India
Dry land, the people prayOh I wish that rain fallsThat children have more hungerIn my country
I'm lost in the nightIn this city where I liveNever laughs or singingAnd just living to die
Blue hills and lavender fieldsOrange and pink the GangesI shall never seeMy beautiful country India
Thousand scents, tobacco flowerSnow off my sweet heartI shall never seeMy beautiful country India
Too thunder falls over the cityToo many soldiers for every girlThe tranquil heart in my countryWhere is it?