The rains are here, most eagerly awaited and longed for through the scorching summer months. All of India now begins to slowly shed the dry, brown skin and adopt a layer of lush green.
To me, the monsoon months mean the smell of wet earth, cool breeze, endless cups of tea and a general sense of contentment.
So, this Friday, a photo from Mumbai, which celebrates the monsoon in its own special way, despite the unending slush and general chaos it creates. I love the brooding atmosphere in this image, a feeling that the plump dark clouds are going to burst open at any moment…
Also see: Friday photo series