‘I fell off my pink cloud with a thud.’
The level of water in Tungabhadra dam at Hospet has been gradually increasing, thanks to good spells of rain in the catchment area in the recent past. ––––The water level in the reservoir should touch at least 1,600 ft when the floodgates open to release water into canals, which would irrigate about 1.5 lakh hectares… Read More When the floodgates open
“To love a swamp is to love what is muted and marginal, what exists in the shadows, what shoulders its way out of mud and scurries along the damp edges of what is most commonly praised… ..And sometimes its invisibility is a blessing. These are places of transition where organisms and ideas have the luxury… Read More Swamped!
“and the leaves were telling secrets to the wind.” ― Peter Mulvey “Lithe and long as the serpent train, Springing and clinging from tree to tree, Now darting upward, now down again, With a twist and a twirl that are strange to see.” – William Gilmore Simms See more unusual points of view here.
I like it when I turn on the lights as I enter a dark room..a radiant glow embraces the room, transforming it instantly. Now if only my life could transform just like that. Well, it doesn’t. Certainly not in an instant. Instead, it’s a series of subtle moments that shape a change so slowly that… Read More That instant glow
This city refuses to settle down. It’s caught in a perpetually short life-cycle of construct-deconstruct-reconstruct…. As I took a walk across a work site today, I found it a little unsettling that I could identify all the basic elements of shapes within the rubble of the fallen building that had been a perfect geometric structure… Read More Geometry in rust and rubble
This big chevy is calmly parked at an apparel store’s winter collection and not in a garage. I found it so cute; oddly at ease amid the frenzy of holiday shoppers all around it. Find more BIG stuff here.
“One of the great things about travel is that you find out how many good, kind people there are.” – Edith Wharton How true is that! Traveling in unknown places can be fairly overwhelming, especially if you are by yourself: fumbling through new currency, languages and accents; figuring transport systems, ways of working, new surroundings;… Read More Friendly faces in unknown places
Here are some of the fleeting moments that I could capture of the street life in Montmartre, Paris. Montmartre is to Parisians what the village is to the New Yorkers. Once a village of artisans near the city, Montmartre today is often crowded with tourists, but it managed to somehow maintain that village-like atmosphere. It… Read More Photo Challenge: Fleeting Moment
This is no Giverny. This is my everyday neighborhood pond that sometimes suddenly transforms its ordinariness into a spectacle when the white and pink lilies bloom and rock to and fro in the ripples of its waters. It is wonderful to see large lily pads floating on gently rippled pond. The lily pads do not actually disturb… Read More Ripples on a water lily pond