Of getting lost
Why I always love Burma
Every little things in Burma remind me of growing up in India. In a lot of ways the two places are similar — in food, culture and just the every day things.
I spotted these ladies grooming their friend’s hair and looking for head lice. Reminds me of similar scene from my childhood — girls would sit outside the house and the mother, sister or a neighbour would be busy combing the hair and looking for the evil lice. When they find it, they would crush it between the nails of their thumbs. I used to like the “tick” sound when that happened.