"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

Re Cycling

Bicycles are big in India.

Wherever you look, there seems to be a bike.

Outside the shops,

The church

And the tea-stand.

Beside the lake,

Beneath the trees

Not fluttering and dancing in the breeze, but instead standing robust and solid.

Bicycles can have their Isadora Duncan moments.

But for men in pants, or with dhotis safely tucked up, bikes are used to get to work,

To play

And to meetings.

Bikes are part of work

Carrying milk

Selling fish

And transporting packages.

They are sometimes strangely modified

They are advertised

In unlikely locations

Bicycles are part of the Indian landscape.

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