The sun rose early, and Hyderabad rose with it. At 6 in the morning, life had already started. The light bathed the buildings in a pink, hazy light, a blanket of fog covering the colorful buildings. I could hear the bustle of the residents' morning routines more than I could see them: women sweeping the floors, babies crying, the radio playing, all set to the background of birds announcing the start of a new day. It was a chorus of human life paired with a symphony of nature. The smell of haze and fire filled the thick air. One woman swept away her doorstep Kolam, as another decorated her own.
India: Morning Routine
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