Guides in a new, old city
Text and photos : Karuna Ezara Parikh
I came to a new city with open arms and wide open eyes and a heart so open it was as if things could fall into it.
And they did.
Trees and streets and love and sweets all fell into it. I fell into it. I fell into myself.
All the gods and goddesses joined hands to point out paths and pavements.
To offer advice and embraces.
There were blessings everywhere.
And I needed in this time more than ever, blessings.
And I saw them everywhere.
there were prayers I hadn't said
that were answered.