The music’s so loud we can’t hear ourselves think. And as the sun sets behind the old house the dancer twirls through the last bit of good light, charming his way to tips.
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Hi Pinaki, just have an idea about you at http://www.pep-oman.com, you will be having a workshop right? good to see your great shot here in your blog sir.
The expression on this dancer’s face just barely outdoes his shirt!
Yeah, killer combination. Wait till you see his blue contact lenses…
Really nice shot!
Nice Pic dude…!
what were they doing with the money? same thing as they do in the indian baraats?
the photo gives a super feel.. i can almost hear the music!
Umm, I’m kind of hazy on what they do at Indian weddings. But that’s the dancer, and they wave money at him for his services, so he’s constantly bouncing all over the courtyard – and, believe me he’s absolutely fantastic.