3 A.M

It is 3 in the morning and I'm walking from room to room, unable to sleep. But as I wander about like a lost soul, i realize how eerie yet beautiful my house looks at night. Soft lights falling though windows casting fantastic moving shadows, of trees and lampposts outside, on the bed, floor, walls, everywhere...!!!
The whole damn house comes alive with a bluish hue!!!
:)

Blitzkrieg...

So every time I take the turn out of my apartment gate, I stand still...Just like that for at least 5 minutes. I can't help it, really. Its just this one small stretch of road, which in my opinion is so beautiful, picture-perfect, that every time I step out, I'm compelled to take a picture that justifies what I see. But that's the thing with nature's beauty. You just can't capture it lifelike.
Above are some of my desperate attempts. :/

Twin Worlds

It don't think you'd notice it, and I don't think 'It' would notice us. But we are two massive worlds, living together, having an intertwined existence. Meeting occasionally and causing mayhem in the process.

Mumbai...The City That Never Sleeps

My trip to Goa, unexpectedly took a detour and I found myself in Mumbai amongst all the highrise apartments and busy streets. A couple of the photos above were taken from the roof of a 26 storey building. From this height, one can see Mumbai extending all the way into the horizon in all directions. Even after spending more than 3 hours on the terrace and the security guard literally begging, asking me to come down, I just couldn't get enough of the view around me. I felt as if I was on a cruise liner with an ocean of tall buildings and bustling population all around.
View of a lifetime, I'd say...

Silentville...

Its so peaceful at night here. Just this road...no vehicles, no horns, no barks and no pollution.
One long stretch of peace and serenity.
If you listen hard, you can hear the song of the trees...

Reincarnation...

I live in a quiet locality. Rarely would you get to see someone walk by after 9. But that lack of traffic, both human and otherwise, brings out a certain flavor, a hidden charm in these streets. Something you'd easily miss during the day. When the night comes alive bathing the streets with liquorice lights, one feels compelled to walk under them, hoping to get drunk by the peace and calm that engulfs you. As the light from the street lamps filters thru, you realize how green the trees are, how dark the tarmac is and how much of all this richness you missed during the day.
There is something magnetic about these roads, that pulls me towards them each night. And I try desperately to capture it the way I seem them...