on my trip to India I have so much time-honored culture and people encountered, which have preserved their own attitude to life, from the friendliness, sense of family and awe before nature is shaped. the clothing of Indian women is legendary, colorful and beautiful, easy on the eye. in a giant shopping mall in Mumbai I was then confronted with the same brand were, as they are with us in abundance. the international groups are unheard of with a refined method road, in all its senses raze and destroy the traditional culture. sophisticated in that they pretend to people that they could decide themselves freely whether to choose modern or not. least through me in this super center a gruesome feeling of powerlessness this trend of globalized unit mode, only in different shades of each other and pretending to individualism. imagine if that would saris one day disappear from the ground.
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