Sunday Best

I wasn't sure if it was okay to take a picture of the man and his daughter who stopped to look at us while we were taking pictures of the surroundings on the way to Puttaparthi. He gingerly pushed his bicycle towards us and I was struck by how well-dressed the little girl was and what a doting father the man must be to take his daughter for an outing on a Sunday morning. He was saying hello and I took the liberty to interpret that he would not mind my taking a picture of him and his daughter. I am really glad I did and he was happy with it when I showed him the digital image.