Ruled. Liberated. Survived. Evolving. Such moments of torrential history, and my life.
Chiseled in times, ravaged by war, a witness to the independence movement and surviving amidst troubled celebration. The monument stands and shines, devoid of percussion, beneath and over. Sans you, sans me. What is left of is platelets of the past and some enormous little moments.
Time is a dis-component of our lives. It’s a sadist and an optimist. It’s charismatic and mundane. Its electric and submissive. But whatever it is, it isn’t ours to claim for. We think we are spending money, we are actually spending time. Apparently, time is spending us. We crave for money and authority, power andContinue reading “Time – The Nemesis”
Dreams are. Such is the euphoria around its seminal structure. Still says, I am achievable.
Pre iPhone era. When photos were shot with devices we don’t see around today. Yet, impressive images with limitations and strong hands to shoot them. Out from the archives but still looks gorgeous! What’s your pick?
Moods, many. Just shots, nothing else.
There are few moments in life when chaos and joy are seen together. I saw these moments in the past few days which tells me that we are indeed blessed in a way to be together with the people we love and do things together that gets us unrivalled in a blissful tale of relationships. Continue reading “days, come back.”
Pictures talk, pictures tell stories, pictures emote, pictures gauge situations. Pictures depict moods, celebrate moments and gives a new dimension to life. With few more minutes to go, let’s bid 2016 adieu with some of the finest, path breaking and magical shots of my life.
Randomised. Eyes. Hotspots. Urban ore. Blessed and counting.
my weekend these days means lots of cuddling and indulging in nonchalant pampering of my 5 month old toddler. yes, everything is surrounded by his exploits and his presence dictates the agenda of our day. he smiles, makes weird sounds, smiles again, doesn’t cooperate for a feed, loves to be patronised with love, touch andContinue reading “typical father weekend”