An indian friend studying at JNU invited me to his sister's wedding. Northern Rajasthan, a village of very few thousands people. I've learnt in these three days about India more than in the last three months. I've learnt from seeing rituals, dances and chants I could hardly understand beyond grabbing them in some snaps and movies, I've learnt from my friends who come from that same kind of villages and who study and know what cosmopolitan life looks like - how it renders that rich heritage very controversial -, I've learnt from the people who stuck to me as I quickly became the main attraction of the wedding, the white italo-french with the camera.
I understad it requires a lot of knowledge to understand every single passage of what went on for those 3 days. It is complicated and I was happy just being struck by the beauty of faces, costumes and the hospitality of people. their sincere and warm way of laughting. Everything looked very new to me, and very appealing to sense (all of them). I'll add only two things to this: women live in a kind for underworld, yet have great fun - the few occasions I found myself alone in their company, it was all about great laughter -, and people looked happy, everyone did. It is maybe because of the wedding, or maybe because of the life they have...I do not know. Still, I was seduced by it all.
1 comment:
che bello che guardi alle cose con uno spirito il più possibile distaccato dalle immagini che ci vengono trasmesse da altre fonti di informazione. bello anche vedere quanto ci possano trasmettere pochi sguardi, ma intensi, accompagnati in sottofondo da melodie create da parole a noi incomprensibili.
a presto!
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