Long Ago in Agra

Advertisements Poor Folk of Agra It’s been a long time since I traveled to Agra. Once upon a time, I visited the town every few months. I have never understood why the old Mughals chose the city as their capital for many years. It is a dirty, polluted town, and the only reason to visitContinue reading “Long Ago in Agra”

Bumbling Along

Advertisements I Remain Confused! A month ago, I decided I was going to focus on street photography this year. My rationale was impeccable. Most of you may have forgotten it, so indulge me while I repeat, and modify my rationale. Even while I remain confused about the overall approach, my underlying motivation remains unchanged. So,Continue reading “Bumbling Along”

Back to The Streets

Advertisements Photographing People Rebuilding Their Lives I am returning to the streets this year, and I have my reasons for this. For one, it has become expensive to travel. When I asked a hotelier about the escalating hotel prices, he shrugged and told me they must make up for their Covid losses. Life has becomeContinue reading “Back to The Streets”

In Nandgaon. Holi

Advertisements The Wet, Herbal Color of The Tesu Flower I hope all of you enjoyed the images of Holi in Barsana. And now, we must move on to Nandgaon, which is where I went the next day. Legends say that Krishna spent a few years of his childhood/adolescence in Nandgaon. The legends also say KrishnaContinue reading “In Nandgaon. Holi”

In Barsana. Holi

Advertisements The Madness of Holi It’s that time of the year when the madness of Holi grips the country. It’s also the time of the year when I retreat into my shell like a turtle. Or, like an ostrich, I bury my head in the sand. Personally, I prefer the turtle analogy because an ostrichContinue reading “In Barsana. Holi”

My Fellow Indian

Advertisements The Choices We Make Life is full of twists and turns, and we always must choose. The choices we make are critical, and determine the way we live our lives, our approach to projects, and how we present ourselves. I know this sounds philosophical and grand, but when you weigh my words, you willContinue reading “My Fellow Indian”

Kankhal. Shiva’s Townlet

Advertisements The Shiva Temple in the Townlet And so, the time has come to talk about the last place we visited. After Rishikesh, Kunjapuri, Neelkanth, and Haridwar, we went to Kankhal. I don’t know how to describe Kankhal, because it is not a town, neither is it a village or hamlet. Nor is Kankhal aContinue reading “Kankhal. Shiva’s Townlet”

Haridwar. City of God

Advertisements Religious Fervor After we visited Rishikesh, Neelkanth and Kunjapuri, we went back to Haridwar. Haridwar, or the “Doorway to God”, if you take a literal translation of the name of the town. Some towns are built around religion and God, and Haridwar is one of these towns. Every aspect of the town focuses onContinue reading “Haridwar. City of God”

One Morning in Bangkok.

Advertisements Hustle.Bustle. Hustle.Bustle. These are two words that can describe the early morning activity in Bangkok. Before I get ahead of myself, I’d like to point out that I have never been one for video. I have always believed in a strict focus on straight photography. But then, what the hell, as they say. Also,Continue reading “One Morning in Bangkok.”

The Painted Man

Advertisements Street Photography, Scenes. Mental Health Issues A week ago, I wrote a post on “The Painted Men”, and in that post, I wrote about inequality and how it is rising in the world. But street photography gives you opportunities to take images you can interpret and re-interpret over the years. I shot this PaintedContinue reading “The Painted Man”

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