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/
It was the 1st time I had breathed in so much fresh air at once. With mountains right in front of me, trees and roads way below, for those 45 minutes, I felt like a bird slowly making its way through a valley. I had never heard of this place until last year when I was looking for ‘Adventure sports around Delhi’, and I came to know that it is the highest spot for paragliding in India, 2nd highest in the world.