Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Sunday, February 14, 2010


Standing at the threshold, resting at the precipice and holding onto it with a gamut of emotions. Almost at the brink of death, a slight push and annihilation is the key, a bit of a nudge and the existence shelved, and then at other times... Basking in the glory and living it out perhaps seems the only apt emotion, the only threshold. This is reality and that's an illusion, but how would you make that distinction? Perhaps you wouldn't....

Friday, January 29, 2010


Celebrations for the following day to come, celebrations for the very essence we bestowed upon ourselves sixty years ago, celebrations of us, celebrations of the Republic Day.
This is the Sansad Bhawan lit magnificently on the eve of Republic Day, the sight so stunning and its splendor, as if resonating all over. This had to be nothing else except for... Celebrations!!!

Tuesday, January 26, 2010


Wishing a very Happy Republic Day to all. Today its the 60th Republic day of our country and what better occasion than that of today to upload this picture that I'd clicked. Aks means reflection in Urdu.
The India Gate scintillating in its glory through its reflection in the water, as if looking at itself and longingly remembering its glorious past. Had the glory faded away? Have we really not done enough to keep our essence, Ours? For all our desires to change into a newer self, have we really evolved? Probably a few questions we need to ask ourselves... Still that doesn't leave me any less proud for the day, Happy Republic Day people!!!

Sunday, January 24, 2010


Quite an unconventional click actually, but with not too much intense or abstract thought process is involved. The tag here is kept pretty much self explanatory and recognizable knowingly, just few unkempt wires entwined into each other to serve as a certain demarcation.
I was at this National Park, where I had not so accidentally slipped into the forbidden area, that's where I'd taken this one...

Tuesday, January 19, 2010


A bundle of broken and tattered branches irregularly and closely knit together, having no sort of bedding, nothing whatsoever to hold'em up. Ambiguity as to its groundwork or ambiguity as to its endurance or ambiguity by its very way of existence, but at the end of the day- Still knit together!!! Probably that's also a kind of order...
Like a bird's feather, drifting throught the wind
Like a drunkard walking on the streets,
There is an order in my chaos, though only known to me!!
-Amit Julka

Monday, January 18, 2010


An evening sky usually makes for a perfect setting to click interesting photographs and this one baring no exception. An exceptionally hot summer evening when I was walking back from work and I'd noticed the sky, the sight was stunning, to say the least. The sun making its presence felt from behind the clouds or the clouds exuding its almost impeccable aura from the front, whichever way one looks at it. The ambience so perfect and its demeanour so pure.
Initially I was to title this as Hidden and later had thought of Cloud With A Golden Lining but then veered more towards this one...