HAPPY YELLOWS
It was Covid triggered desolation swept around my school compound, but recent heavy rainfall, the warm wintry sun and winds heartened the green foliage to bright bloom with giggling, thankful airs. I imagined they...
Category: Places
SHRIEKS OF JOY
There is nothing to beat the euphoria and the flush of adventure we enjoy the moment we hike close to the radiance of nature and the soul and terrain it claims for us. Whenever...
MOUNTAINS AND BEAMING BRATS
The hillock stands a few paces away from the busy national highway, and it takes less than ten minutes to climb to the top. There I find a Christian shrine, the Cross of Jesus...
A GREEN PALLETE
Besides being on a lookout for orange sunsets, flying skies, and bluish waters, as a photographer, I felt happy to celebrate the quiet remoteness whenever I visited that tranquil landscape. It’s hidden far from...
BOATS AND A MORNING
For the last two years, I have had made many photographic excursions to the River Krishna in our city. I would take it always as a delightful way to spend Sundays that you can...
ALONE IN COLOURS
I bicker a lot before I wake up and dash out on Sunday mornings. But, without qualms, I jump up quickly and get the backpack ready for the photo outing: a feat which sometimes...
HOMEBOUND – WITH A PINCH OF HOPE
Class of -76, it still amazes me what magic has bonded us to a niche so unfalteringly. Although we reached the age of comforting the grandchildren in our laps, untouched by the era of...
SELF-ISOLATION BANTER – 4
They added twenty more days to the woes that have most dreadfully accumulated past twenty-one -days in self-isolation as the corona virus revengeful tentacles seem not loosened its grip over millions. Its aftermath scattered thousands...
SELF-ISOLATION BANTER -3
‘Sleep became a distance wish’ I’m tired of sad visions dancing on the walls the moment I crawl on the bed. The time trickles, my mind goes blank as I lay awake writhing for...
SELF-ISOLATION BANTER – 2
My school compound where I live reminded an abandoned building after a riot; the massive Iron Gate locked shut, queer silence settled on the layers of dust matting the long corridors. I could hear...
