PEACE AND QUIETNESS
Vijayawada, the city where I live, it’s gifted with spectacular beauty, perched elegantly in a groove between the river Krishna and a string of hills on the other. On most Sundays, I walk along...
Vijayawada, the city where I live, it’s gifted with spectacular beauty, perched elegantly in a groove between the river Krishna and a string of hills on the other. On most Sundays, I walk along...
Street photography has its unhelpful chorus of complications as it has a cacophony of noises that don’t allow you to concentrate and focus. But, in the same instance, it’s educational too when you come...
We, the three good friends, climbed a small hillock, not even thirteen years yet infused with naive energy that a thirty minutes vertical hike mattered little. Our steps, little clumsy, cautiously snaked through bushes,...
I find my eyes oscillating right, left, and all around, but never ahead on the bustling streets. But cautious enough not to ease the grip on the steering wheel. Perhaps I’m overwhelmed, or it’s...
The world looks different at night. So is my city where I live, a bustling conclave of the political and cultural arena. Photographing at night allows us to see the dark surroundings differently in...
“I’m trying to call you for the last six hours, and I get a switched-off message, I don’t know where have you been, how can you do this,” my son almost blasted into his...
I have never visited such a remote village so far. But, to my surprise, it took less than an hour to reach the location from where I live; a friend of mine suggested the...