A PREVIEW TO HAPPINESS
Certain occasions trigger a kind of regretfulness and “Still, I have a lot to do” itchiness, leading to a quick dip into self-searching. This daydreaming nibbles at my moods, especially when I pass through...
Vijayawada in Visuals Blog
WHERE ANGELS WALK
The temple evokes a nostalgic swirl of unkind memories. The reason, perhaps, I chose to enter less frequently those gigantic iron-framed wooden doors behind which, in the century-old historical sanctum, the most revered Hindu...
THE JOY OF SEEING
A photographer who perceives the world’s radiance in its aesthetic glory differs from the unexciting eyes of a crowd of bystanders. His enthusiasm gives him an ‘extra sensitive third eye’ to appreciate the deeper...
IT’S A MATTER OF MUTUAL ADMIRATION
It shocked me; I can say no more than that as I listened to the conflicting woes that troubled the thirtyish-something young couples. The reasons seemed flimsy as I heard a young husband complain,...
KAUSHAL – MY GRANDSON
I suffer from an unrevealed guilt. I carry the baggage of remorsefulness that I hadn’t been around with my two kids in their formative years. My wife handled all those responsibilities – education, college...
BOUQUET OF SUNSETS
It felt like a silly urge; “let me stop the car for a moment and grab it with both my hands.” I’m speaking about the big, grand ball of sun painting the evening sky....
SOULS OF NIGHT LIVES
After a hectic day, my body cries for a balm to calm every part of my being. In the silence of darkness, I find the quietness of balance to renew the lost vigour and...
NEVER GIVE UP THE STRUGGLE
When I stepped out of my hotel room on a blazing weekend morning, it was not even six, met with a burst of windy heat swept upon my face. The previous night, I got...
MY CITY, MY RIVER
“I’ve been staying in this place for over six decades,” I would say in a boastful tone, similar to how a dutiful husband praises his devoted wife. I’m firmly grounded in this city of...
THE QUIET VOICE OF RESILIENCE
I just settled on a long patch of stones under the shadow thrown by an old tree. I lay open the camera gear and rearranged the settings, compatible with the ambient light and the...
VIJAYAWADA RAILWAY STATION
The wintry morning drizzle was inviting and teasingly threatening to seep into my camera body as I climbed the damp staircase leading to a vast foyer filled with a symphony of enjoyable sounds. Huffs...
