I got this shot waiting for traffic to open up on a semi quarried road. Kinda reminded me of the saying, simple living high thinking. However, I don’t know what is more worn out, the bicycle, the steel jar or the road… What do you think?
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Peace at Heart
One of the most beautiful, monasteries in India, this one is called as the Golden Temple, at Kushal Nagar at Coorg, Karnataka. The peaks are said to be set in gold, and as local folklore suggests, the land was gifted to the Tibetan refugee monks as a gesture of goodwill. The area houses prayer houses,…
As Tough As A Coconut!
As a South Indian, and having my roots set across coastal India, the ocean, rice and coconuts are an integral part of my life and cultural roots. I got this shot with the permission of a very kind coconut water vendor who seemed rather interested in a Saturday mid-afternoon nap than shoo me off. Needless…
An Ode to A Legacy Unquestioned
Its Father’s Day again, a more western holiday that has little relevance in our context. But considering the amount of international exposure thanks to television and the Internet, the Indian culture of valuing relationships seems to be trending, with a twist. So jumping on to the bandwagon, here is my ode to the man I…
Weekly Photo Challenge: Worn
No matter how old you grow, your old and worn out toys will always find a special place in your heart and memories. To quote a Westlife Song: “We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun But the hills that we climbed were just seasons out of time We had joy…
Security Always Comes First
They say Princess Diana would’ve survived if only she had belted-up. Anyway, not many people understand how much safety a standard seat-belt brings when you are riding at high speeds. As for this picture? It is from out stationary hired tourist car at Coorg. Just when I though I captured every shot with my camera,…
Weekly Photo Challenge: Morning 2
OK! I am very inspired with all the posts for the theme of the week, and so let me present to you a very typically South Indian Breakfast. On the plate is Idlies, Ulundu wada, Sambhar, Chutney, bread-butter and Ven-Pongal. I had trouble adjusting the lighting so the picture has come out grainy. What a…
A Rainy Ride
India has three distinct seasons in the year, summers, monsoons and winters. Being an agricultural nation, and a nation close to the Tropic of Capricorn, we all wait with bated breath for monsoons to follow the grueling summers. This time around, it came on cue, and this is how India will stay till the month…
Wild Fire
As the rains set in, many trees shed their flowers as a mark of respect. And one such tree is the Royal Poinciana or Flamboyant, or the Flame tree. These plants often spot red of yellow hues flowers that are edible too. Known as the Delonix regia we call it Gulmohar in Hindi where Gul’…
A Majestic Creature
I recently enjoyed a well deserved and unexpected break to Coorg, Karnataka (OK, the break was expected, but site wasn’t). One of the places we visited was an Elephant Training Camp, in the North of Coorg, in a place called Dubare. Here, they teach elephants to carry load and work for humans. As inhuman as…
Snapshots of my World 