Her husband still lived as you can read out from her colored sari, a widow is dressed in white without any jewelry.

She was enjoying the life on the street when I walked up to her asking if I was allowed to take a
photo and with her bad eyesight, she did her best, enjoying what she could read out from the LCD after.

All the colored symbols of the old Tamil house were there to bless the house and keep evil spirits
out. I love these wooden typical pillars in teak here over painted with the colors of the wall to
keep flies out and giving a refreshing impression.

At this very moment the life on the street was me, strange to her, what could there be possible so
interesting in an old woman to that white man ?

Her big hands shows the hard work to get the good life and the fine house in her old age.
The tatoes were common in her generation,
mostly written their name to find her back when she was still a little girl.