HEYYY SO THIS IS THE MUCH-AWAITED (by me lol) INDIAN JILY FIC YAYY READ AND DISCOVER OUR BEAUTIFUL, MAD LAND
THIS IS DEDICATED TO ALL YOU LOVELY PEOPLE WHO MESSAGED ME AFTER I ANNOUNCED THIS IDEA ALMOST A YEAR AGO YOU GUYS ROCK THANKS
JAYNE I OWE YOU ONE
That is the first thing James Potter has to say about the place.
"James Potter, I am going to kill – wow." These are the first words that Lily Evans utters as she steps onto the crisp soil of said place.
Because that is just what (apparently) India tends to come off as; wild, wonderful, rich and rusty. Wow.
The unique juxtaposition of the old and the new blends in beautifully and the beholder is left speechless and smiling.
Glistening skyscrapers tower over tiny thatched cottages; air-conditioned grocery stores sit right next to busy, bustling bazaars; people clad in shirts and trousers march side-by-side with those dressed in elegant, traditional sarees and kurtas; the occasional cow waits patiently at a signal along with sleek, powerful bikes; trees brimming over with flowers and fruits of every colour on Earth loom over smooth grey roads; a grand festival pandol is nestled across the road to a gigantic shopping mall; and James can go on and on and on but Lily is poking a painful elbow into his stomach.
"James. Were you, perhaps, thinking about that brilliant Indian curry that Sirius brought over yesterday instead of the three Ds? Because if you were, and we are currently in a certain beautiful subcontinent located just a bit off our intended Apparition spot, then I completely forgive you. Now, let’s explore."