He sits just inside the entrance to the Karni Mata mandir — the Rat Temple — at Deshnoke in western Rajasthan. He plays an old, battered harmonium; he sits among the scurrying of rats and the milling of people and the whirring of pigeons' wings, and his voice sounds like singing from heaven.All content © 2009 Pete McGregor
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Heaven chooses it's messengers for it's own reasons.
Zhoen, the sudden, unexpected appearance of something utterly and seemingly incongruous is one of the things that fascinates me about life.
Great shot!
Thanks Chapa!
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