I was amazed to see how they seem to be lifeless for minutes and start moving the next moment. Imagine, if we humans start doing that and this world would turn into an even more terrifying place. 😀 Crocodiles, alligator and snakes. I would like to call them the creepy creatures I would dread to be around. However, when I visited the crocodile banks in Chennai, India, I could not stop myself from capturing these lazy looking animals, happily lying and crawling in their own space.
The relationship has been strange. It’s like how you have it with your parents. You don’t really have a choice there. You never actually think if you love them or not, until a point where you have to leave them and you realize how invaluable it was, throughout. It doesn’t matter to me if Hyderabad is a part of Telangana or Andhra Pradesh. It’s like when your sister gets married and changes her surname. You know she will always be that sister you still fight with, for a scoop of ice-cream or the TV remote.
“Home is where the heart can laugh without shyness. Home is where the heart’s tears can dry at its own pace.” – Vernon Baker A lot of times while introducing myself, I am asked about my hometown and when I say I really don’t have one or I have too many to count, I am bombarded with a lot more questions. Then I have to explain my dad’s job which again raises a lot of eyebrows, though I still don’t understand why (more on that later). Almost always, my introduction becomes more of a storytelling session than a small talk.
As a child, I think it was the 1st ever family holiday we took. In my little mind, it was the only place with mountains. I still remember how my dad collected the cash from his bank account (there were no ATMs in 90s), bought a new reel of Kodak cameras, how my mom packed our bags with as many clothes as possible and there we were, all too excited to go to a ‘Hill Station’, as they are fondly known in India.
Anyone who knows anything about Rajasthan, knows that it is a colorful place of temples, museums, forts and has still preserved age-old traditions & architecture. After living in this country forever across nine cities, and visiting 14 states, I thought I know what all is there to see on my trip to 15th. With that thought on my mind, I called my sister up and told that we are heading out to Udaipur in 4 days. After roaming around the beautiful narrow streets, huge palaces, ancient Havelis and serene lakes, we had one extra day before coming back to Delhi.
I did not encounter the beast. Here – I said it. Apparently, it had rained the night before and now the animals wouldn’t come out in search of water. That’s the reason our guide gave us for an unsuccessful ride. All I saw was a bunch of deer, a few monkeys, pigs here and there, and loads of elephant shit. But, was it really as unsuccessful as mentioned. I don’t think so. It’s a completely different world in there. The jungle has its own mechanisms, chains of inter-dependency among flora and fauna, ways to protect itself in crisis and give
Solitude for me is enjoying your own company. Being alone but not lonely. This picture is from my trip to Ladakh last year, clicked by my sister. I read about The Rule of Thirds today and this is the closest I have in my collection until now.
What is your idea of bliss? Is it an image of your family, laughing at the dinner table? A state of total relaxation, while lying on the beach? Your latest painting, drying on the canvas? For me, its finding new places and exploring those in and out. This one is from somewhere near Dalhousie in Himachal Pradesh when two of my friends agreed to pose for me, having tea with that view. Bliss, ain’t it!
A source of life. A place of recreation. A calming presence, but also a destructive force. We have different relationships to and stories about water: how it has saved or defeated us. How it reminds us of family vacations, outdoor adventures, or the hot summers of our childhood. How it might also symbolize a place we’ve left behind, or a place we dream to go. Here’s Rock beach, Pondicherry on New Year’s day, all calm and serene at noon, waiting to make noise and be heard. Well, I also behave like that at times.
Although, technically it’s a beach and not a street, I have tried to capture a wide shot as per the instructions: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_assignment/photography-101-street/