I wonder why ‘Doors and windows’ make such beautiful pictures. Is it just the colors, design and built, or something beyond that? Imagination? Nostalgia? Stories? Belonging? Curiosity? Why do some people are so passionate to capture those? There are photographers specializing in the field. It has become a niche in itself. I am slowly getting the fascination, and through this post, I’m trying to find out what makes you ‘Click’ a ‘Door/Window’. Why a space in the wall, when covered with a barrier becomes more interesting?
We often relate happiness with smiles and laughter. It is definitely a factor, but not the only one. From what I’ve seen, eyes light up more than the teeth, when someone is happy. On my visit to Bhutan, only country that measures its economic development by Gross National Happiness, I imagined that people would be grinning from ear to ear with enough reasons to count. I couldn’t have been more wrong!
“I find television very educating. Every time somebody turns on the set, I go into the other room and read a book.” ~ Groucho Marx My inspiration to write comes from reading, travelling, and meeting people. Ever since I was a child, I liked to immerse myself in pages written by others. As they say, you should never leave your childhood habits. They make you stand out of the crowd. I am glad I found comfort in books, at times more than in people. From comics, to dictionaries, to accounting and business studies. And now, fiction novels.
When 2015 started, little did I know that I would actually take the leap of faith from spending 15 hours a day on desk to 15 days a month traveling. I started updating my travel stories on Social media – mostly Facebook and Twitter. While I was hearing all around me, about how cool Instagram is, I dreaded using it because of its limitation to Phone. A friend then suggested to run a series based on a theme for a few days, which will not only engage other people but will also commit me to post one picture a day. I
At first I think of a Magician With the black hat in his hand Me sitting in the audience Ecstatic to see the magic wand As I child, I was fascinated By those tricks played on stage
For me, it was a real treat just lying on the deck, reading a book, soaking up some sun during the day and star-gazing at nights. From what I saw online, I had finalized the place mainly because of these reasons: An entire place to us. A wooden deck with the river flowing behind it. Now how does one refuse that? It looked great + serene in the pictures, which can be misleading at times, but sometimes worth the risk. My friends were too lazy to look for something else, so they gave in and agreed on it.
When I am not writing I want to write About the book I read Or a recent fight When I am not writing I want to be
In the open grounds, a carnival of sorts is on. Local stalls and giant Ferris wheels are on one side. It has that typical Mela (fair) feel that I have experienced as an Indian middle class kid. Cheesy Bollywood songs are playing as loudly as possible, people shouting on top of their voice with or without a reason. Plastic toys with a dusty layer are on sale, along with the not-so-hygienic street food. While I treat myself with a Meetha Paan, closely avoiding the softie ice creams, I notice colorful rides and swings in a far corner. We take a
Nature and Architecture – The two things I’ve lately traveled for. But, sometimes, I also like to indulge myself into colorful crowd especially at fairs and festivals. When I moved to Delhi about 3 years back, I was constantly looking for events hosted in the capital that don’t just revolve around food and/or music. ‘Comic Con’, ‘International Book Fair’ and ‘International Trade Fair’ have been some of the favorites along with the lesser known ‘Surajkund International Crafts Fair’.
For someone who was bound by a desk job for 5 years, I became as lazy as I could be. Lack of time for working on a healthy body may have been an excuse but truth be told, I was never too active even before the 12 hour work shift days began. The Himalayas always had my love. But the following three things made me sign up for one of the (so-called) beginners’ and most beautiful treks in India: Regular ‘Valley of flowers’ posts on Facebook by the travel pages I had ‘liked’. Its accessibility after 2 years of Uttarakhand