Abandoned Beauty

I have been having fun with a pair of rusted cars about 5 kilometres from my home. Stupid me carries a tripod in his car and forgot to take it out. Old age and the heat is getting the better of me. Still, that gives me the opportunity to go back with my tripod. In this case, I used some simple Levels and Curves…

Photo Challenge – Fray

Oddly, this blog seems to have morphed into a photography challenge blog! They were in the fray, With their tempers frayed, And finally, one ended with The edges of his undershirt frayed. And so, this photo has a frame That is frayed! Heh!Heh! Picture taken with my Experia. I was having an innocent cuppa chai, while waiting for my brand new kurta to be…

Monochrome Madness – Sleep Little Darling

“Sleep Pretty Darling, do not cry And I will sing a lullaby”                              — Adapted from “Golden Slumbers”, the Abbey Road Album. The Beatles The tears will flow and flow, and no lullaby can stem the flood.

Monochrome Madness – Hauz Qazi

This picture was taken in Hauz Qazi, a part of the fabled “Walled City” in Delhi. Despite the gloominess of the day (we were thankful it rained!!), there is – was – a constant buzz of activity. For this, I kept a slow shutter speed, small aperture and I begged the services of a rickshaw-wallah, to allow me to keep my camera on his…

Weekly Photo Challenge – Textures

Taken at the Indira Gandhi Centre For The Performing Arts, in New Delhi.

Even Royalty Scratches

You know how it is. When you gotta go, you gotta go. When you gotta scratch, you gotta scratch! Some of you saw the royal fella in the Monochrome Madness submission. Here he is, in his coloured glory, sitting on the roof of the car, and scratching away to high glory. It just proves the old adage: Even royalty needs a good scratch now…

Zakhir Nagar. Delhi. At The Post-Fasting

  Last night, we went walking in the South Delhi area of Zakhir Nagar. This is a Muslim dominated area, near the Jamia Milla University. What muck on the streets! The monsoon rains are playing hide and seek with us, but it had rained. So, I ruined my nice, suede blue shoes walking in the slush. We call the mixture of mud and rain…

In God We Trust

Anyone who has been to India would have been privy to a country with a freakishly active street life. This has spawned many a photograph, and photographer, to gush about the colours, the madness, the teeming life, the smells and all that wonderful stuff that is undoubtedly a part of India’s street life. Then, they, and we, retreat into the comfort of our homes,…