Monsoons
Rains… It brings forth, The memories Of droplets and its smell, Of the drenched feeling, Of the wet clothes Clinging to the soul. The vision Of hot tea an...
Rains… It brings forth, The memories Of droplets and its smell, Of the drenched feeling, Of the wet clothes Clinging to the soul. The vision Of hot tea an...
While searching for photo projects similar to that of Stranger portraits by Danny, I stumbled across many photo essays from photographers and abroad. Tho...
Along with Dastkar and Kala Madhyam,which is famous on its own among craft-lovers, Sampoorn Santhe is one fair I look forward to in Bangalore for its collectio...
I started photowalking on May 1st. It was at the K R Market, Bangalore city centre. Immediately after the A-Z challenge, I enrolled in this photo walk, so as to...
It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves. ~Edmund Hillary The valley was beautiful. But now I see the mountain. The big mountain. The deadly beast which ...
This week, we finally took a plunge. An unpacked new OTG(Oven Toaster Grill) box is staring at me in the hall as I write this post. In most of the blogs I stumb...