WHERE MY MEMORIES MEET THE SEA
Kakinada has all the earthly virtues you are likely to be charmed by. Besides, it’s an evolving smart city. I’m one of its artistic fans, a geometrically designed city that still holds some hundred-year-old...
Category: Nature
FINDING RHYTHM IN THE RUINS
I have been visiting Kondapalli Fort since my teenage years. Five decades later, the fort stands in near-complete ruin—its walls collapsing, stones rusted by time, tree trunks scarred by careless hands. Yet, beyond the...
FIFTY YEARS AND BEYOND
I waited for the day, as a child waits for his birthday celebrations. Restless, anxious yet collected. I’m not a child but a retired grandfather. The expected special event – the golden jubilee celebration...
LOVE, NATURE AND THE MAJESTY OF VIJAYAWADA’S BRIDGES
Sometimes my eyes stray, and so would the focus of my camera away from the main point of attraction. Sometimes in photography, it happens – a set of bystanders seems more appealing than the...
The Wild Power of Krishna River
The roaring of the river’s rush is as scary as if it were a live, simmering lava flow. Like a liquid wild beast unleashed, its waters rise, tearing through banks, swallowing trees and roads....
CHAOS AND CALM: BEAUTY AND FURY OF KRISHNA RIVER
Once in two or three years, the Krishna River goes mad. The raging tide and subsequent flooding appear terrifying, and the next few days will likely see Vijayawada city in a state of panic,...
THE POWER OF PAUSE
Sometimes a week goes by where I do nothing. I don’t find any reason why I lie down in such a stubborn apathy. It just happens. During which my mind refuses to hum along...
THE SEA, THE RIVER, AND A TEMPLE
Temple visits never fit into my lifestyle. God and deities were never a part of my thoughts, and I haven’t developed any emotional attachments to such eternal spirits. Lately, I’ve felt more at ease...
COLOURS OF DISAPPOINTMENT
The visit to Kakinada evokes a special excitement. My preparation would include more groundwork than anything I do for my travels to any other place in the way of waiting and anticipation. It’s because...
WHEN ANXIETY TAKES OVER
I can’t come out of the blanket of a misgiving—a sort of uneasy hum that has been troubling me for the past fortnight, and I couldn’t pinpoint what it could be. It starts in...
