Breaking the Pattern!
A spacious room which has nothing but a small bed, table, chair, laptop, couple of books and a small alarm clock on the table, small stool, idol of Lord Nataraja on the stool and Ghungroos lying in front of the idol….
Author
A spacious room which has nothing but a small bed, table, chair, laptop, couple of books and a small alarm clock on the table, small stool, idol of Lord Nataraja on the stool and Ghungroos lying in front of the idol….
I clicked with Photograph at the entrance of “Auto World Vintage Car Museum” in Ahmedabad. It is a silhouette shot of a Twig, using a street lamp as backdrop!
Our first day in Ahmedabad started off on a bad note….Half of the day turning into a fiasco. Still with a wavering hope left, we went with the flow….
It was mid-day and I was immersed in reading “The Fountain Head” by Ayn Rand (which I started reading couple of days back). As I read, my mind was constantly wavering to remember a quote by her which I came…
We felt a sudden jolt like a shock as we reached the hotel (which was near Old ashram road). The striking images of the hotel rooms shown….
Bread + Egg + Cheese = Perfect Harmony !
All you have to do is treat your taste buds!
After spending early hours of that morning in covering Chowpatty beach and Haji-Ali-Dargah, next in list was….
When I come across people with a unique perception of beauty…it restores my faith in mankind in an era of raising beauty standards and body shaming!
Serene views of Dargah and a soulful voice rendering Gazals made my visit to Haji-Ali-Dargah even more memorable!
Pasta and love go hand in hand!
After a tiresome journey of 14 hours we reached Mumbai on 24th of November at 5am….
One month of persuasion and we siblings finally got a ‘yes’ from our parents for much awaited trip we wanted to have on our own….
That’s all she ever needed!
Phone ringing… “Amma…I already told you I am driving back home.” said pratyusha frustrated. Angrily, Mrs. Subramanyam disconnected the call! Later when Mrs. Subramanyam is out-of-town… “Papa, isn’t it 2 days since amma called?” pratyusha wondered! She kept calling amma…
I clicked this photo at my Native (Tippapur). This was when we were trying to cook raw Custard Apple in that fire we lit in our backyard! Linking this to Wordless Wednesday hosted by Esha Connect with me on Facebook | Instagram | Twitter | Pinterest