It isn't.

Found her frolicking alone in a park in Thippasandra. Her mother and friends were working on the lawn, listening to the radio. I asked for permission to photograph her in sign language and broken pieces of Tamizh. (Damn, I could do with a little bit of Kannada. But in the incubated environment of Bangalore, you won't need that very often - more on that later, maybe. If I ever feel like going about on a culture rant.)



On the sight of the camera, she suddenly became shy.
( Ready uncle... )