Quiet Quarters

If you take the right street in the hectic Phnom Penh, you might just find yourself in a quiet shaded street, with monks going about their day.

- PhnomPenh, Cambodia

Getting Curious

- Golestan Palace, Tehran, Iran

Tam Son Hoi Quan Pagoda

Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam

Praying.

- Igreja de São Domingos, Lisboa, Portugal

Losing and finding Myself

If you are lucky enough to get lost, then you might just come across these unstaged, quiet, amazing moments where everything just falls right into place.
The Monk Lady here is going about her day, burning incese and doing her routines, alone, in one of the small far-off temples of the Angkor Wat Complex.
- SiemReap, Cambodia

Home

As the sun set and the last of the thousand travelers left angkor wat, the two monks breathed a sigh of relief and came out for a stroll. Their temple was once again transformed from one of the world's 7 wonders, to their good old familiar grounds.
- AngkorWat, SiemRiep, Cambodia

Cleaning up for Holy Minutes.

A local merchant gets ready for the afternoon prayers.

- Istanbul, Turkey

Relaxing in Angkor

The amazing thing about the Angkor Temple complex is that it's so spacious that every visitor can find their own quiet corner to sit back and reflect.

- Angkor Wat, Cambodia

Ghosts of the Past

- Hauz Khas Madrasa, Delhi, India

The arcs that behold Napoli

- Certosa San Martino, Naples, Italy

The walls have eyes in Prague

- Prague, Czech Republic

Tuscan curves of the Antinori winery

- Antinori Estate, Italy

Medieval passageways

Bologna, Italy

Cheers to Risks

Sometimes I find myself standing at the edge of life, afraid to jump in, not realizing that thinking and overthinking, and not risking most of those things is the biggest risk and waste of my time. Afterall, the consequences of my risks have always proved to be very little, compared to the experience and sense of purpose gained from it.

- Koh Samed, Thailand

Monks leaving temple after evening chants

- Wat Ounalom, Phnom Penh, Cambodia

- Angkor Wat, Cambodia

Makeup Alley (کوچه آشتی)

Back in my hometown of Tehran, high up on the mountainside where there are old walnut gardens, there was an alley that would narrow down to the width of your shoulders. They called it the Makeup Alley. Because if you had problems with someone in the village and by chance you were both walking down this alley, you would have no choice but to literally come face to face with them to pass them, and perhaps a smile, a gesture, an eye to eye moment, would get you two talking again.

- Darake, Tehran, Iran.

Procession of Candles and Prayers

- Kochi, Kerala, India

Content Faces All Around

- Angkor Wat, Siem Reap

Mouraria

"known as the birthplace of Fado. It was here that the first great Fado singer lived in the 1800s, the legendary Severa who fell in love with a count and took the music of the people to the aristocracy. Other big names related to Fado have lived in the neighborhood, such as singer Mariza who grew up on these streets before reaching the big stages of the world. "

— Bairro Da Mouraria, Lisbon, Portugal

Structural Poetry

When architecture and poetry come together.
And no, this is not even a major building among the many amazing architectural masterpieces of Iran. This is a simple long-forgotten corner of the Kashan Bazaar. It refreshes my soul each time I visit.
- Kashan, Iran

Remnants of Many Stories.

Mouraria is where the Moors were allowed to live after the Christian conquest of Lisbon in 1147, before being expelled together with the Jews in 1497. Little survives from that period except for traces of the medieval wall, but this curiously remains the most multiethnic neighbourhood in the city.

- Mouraria, Lisbon, Portugal