Being in India has made me realize, once more, that everything is a process.

There is no moving sidewalk (aka walkalator) like at the airport or no cutting the line- although, that is very much accepted here in any other circumstance. But when it comes to real life, the day-to-day personal unfolding, as it were, that invisible process is still so.. well, invisible sometimes it is hard to tell what things are new and what things have always been there..

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These are some wonderful inspiring photographs I found at the New York Public Library archive on Liberty or how the French called it La Liberté éclairant le monde.