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...

Bokeh...

My feeble attempt at a Bokeh...i just can't seem to get the settings nor the conditions right...
:/

The Streets That Lead Everywhere...

I think Chandni Chowk is one of those places which you can fall in love with. I mean I did, purely because the place was so enigmatic. The winding alleys which seemed never ending, the infinite number of shops and the ambiance...I got to tell you, there definitely something mystical about the area. Visit the place early in the morning and you can just keep on clicking. Your battery would die but you'd still aimlessly wander, turning every corner as if someone is calling out your name, until you get lost...
I can still hear her...

The Way I See It...

I'm barely 7 inches high off the ground. I'm scared and shaken, hungry and cold and I don't know where to go. I try crossing what seems like a massive divide between me and the other side. I barely manage half way and monstrous objects with glowing yellow eyes, making strange noises rocket past me, almost squishing me out of existence.I somehow reach the other side and with my bones rattling I settle down in an unsettling world. Then I see him...

So I saw this little guy, barely a month old, trying to cross a street. I had to shout a couple of times to avoid people running over him as I ran past the maddening crowd of man and machine to get to him. He lay there shivering, his large liquid eyes trying desperately to find some form of understanding. I approach him cautiously and settle down to his level, well almost. And I just wait for him to accept me. He looks at me with desperate pleading eyes, so I offer him my palm, facing up, inching towards his nose. I want him to know what I'm doing and that I mean no harm. He sniffs it and with surprising agility for a month old hungry pup who has just crossed a nightmare of a traffic, lunges forward right under my legs and curls up into a small ball.

I stay there, motionless, for about half an hour, stroking him all the while. When I realize I can't sit no more, I slowly pick him up(he is asleep) and carry him to a place I know is much more forgiving.

The pack accepted him withing a very short time. Maybe they saw potential in the little guy.
15 powerful adult males and a little pup.
Boy did it look fine....!!

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...

The Hungry Millions...

Millions die of hunger each day and I sit at home wishfully thinking about how exotic my next meal is going to be...
Who is to blame...??

...And He Kept Staring...

He recognized me the instant he saw me. But as always his footsteps were tentative and he maintained a good 20 feet between us.
I think dogs are given less credit than they are due. This guy knew what a camera was and what it did, what I was doing...He stood absolutely still, dead still!! For a second I thought my camera had hung up, so I looked away from my viewfinder at him directly. Steady as a rock!
When I was done, he stood up and walked away silently. 'The photo session is over', he said.

Life...

And we fight our wars, kill each other, blow up whole cities and pollute the planet. All for for one cause we like to call Peace.
This is Peace...silent and strong...unchanging and unwavering.
This is Life, at its best.

The Hardest Worker...

This guy will do almost anything for his friends. His name is B Tejo Sridhar and he is my best friend!!!!