Every year on the first Sunday of November, the agricultural town of Yuba City (near Sacramento) holds an annual Sikh parade. The city has a sizeable Sikh community so it's appropriate that the festival is held here. I had attended once in 2008 and five years between the two visits, I have seen how tremendous this festival had grown. In attendance alone, the difference is day and night. People from all over California and USA and even Canada flock to this quiet town and make the city extremely colorful with their beautiful garb.
In 2008, I was able to freely shoot. There were people, many people yes, but it was easy to take my shots. This year, the whole length of the parade route (a mile or so I believe) was jampacked with people. There was hardly any elbow room. It's tough to raise the camera without bumping into some other people's body parts. Hence, I was limited to the number of shots I took. Plus, the weather was extremely windy. In addition, there were more makeshift food stalls offering free wonderful Indian delicacies which cut my shooting time tremendously. Just for the free Indian food alone the 1.5-hour drive from the Bay Area was worth it.
I was people watching. The colors of the Sikh parade:
An older Indian gent saw me shooting. I stuck out like a sore thumb. Non-Indians were easy to spot, there weren't many of us. He came to me and asked to see what I was shooting. Luckily the last shot I took was this beautiful shot of a fabric.
I told him I was enamored with Indian clothing. He said his wife is wearing a nice garb too and if I'd like I could take her picture. After volunteering his wife like that, I had to take her picture, right :)
She is a charming woman and she was wearing my favorite color.
Then this boy saw what was happening and also asked to have his photo taken. I willingly obliged. People are very friendly and welcoming.
And on the way to the parking lot, I saw a chicken (okay rooster) and I wondered, why did the chicken cross the road?
OUR WORLD TUESDAY