The moon, framed between the two hostels was breathtaking as we viewed it standing on the mess lawns. I was initially trying to capture just the moon. Subhash taught me how to frame this one along with the buildings and a bit of the lawn.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
One of my favorite earrings. Just got back from dinner and was taking the earring off when I just clicked a pic of it. Then,focal black and white did its magic. Im in love with this pic (yes yes, narcissism). I think I'll make a header of this pic for the blog.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Took this pic when the bus crossed the railway track. It came out clearer than I expected it would.
In this special place, not known for such things
It was on that morning on these tracks was born
a love still gives my thoughts wings
I’ll always recall, even now that our time has passed
That pre-destined moment in God’s perfect plan
When through the spring rains, I chose to hold your hand
And my beautiful journey with you, began
Found these leaves curling up against the wall, in the garden. They seemed brimming with life and playfulness.
The leaves had a wonderful frolic.
They danced to the wind's loud song.
They whirled, and they floated, and swayed.
They nodded their green heads and sang along.
A honey bee perched perfectly on one of those little yellow flowers that look like baby sunflowers.
The first time I went to Pushkar. I was so overwhelmed by the sheer variety of activities that went on within the confines of those narrow roads. A water lorry was bulling its way into a thick crowd of people that were oozing towards the Bramha temple. It seemed like a surreal wave of Indian kitsch.
Multitude, solitude: identical terms,
and interchangeable by the active and fertile poet.
The man who is unable to people his solitude
is equally unable to be alone in a bustling crowd.
A glimpse of stacked cane chairs under the sun, got me whipping my digicam out before the bus could move.
I look'd, and I long'd, and I wish'd in despair;
I wished myself turn'd to a cane-bottom'd chair.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
I was having a coughing fit in the bus, and there was this kid on the front seat, offering me a bottle of water from between the crevice that the windows and the seat formed.