Saturday, 6 September 2014

Beauty of Sleep.


This picture was taken in Gangtok when I was on a road journey, we took a short break at a hotel from where we had maggie, the most expensive maggie I ever had, was of 50 buck! I was walking to toilet and I saw this cat sleeping quietly and with such a peace, it looked cute and the colour of the whole surrounding around was the same as the colour of the cat.
His peaceful sleep gave a contrast to my sleepless night which I had yesterday, my legs were paining very badly, so the whole time I had no one to talk to, so i wrote a poem.

The night went sleepless
mouth so dry, I was speechless...
Even the men in arms would have slept today
but the man in pain hailed his Black Friday..
Tried to sleep
Counted sheeps..
Tossed his pillow
just to hear angels sweet willow..
Made love his biggest enemy
Slashed by the pain was his only remedy..
Dont know why I dint slept today
Spine so chilled, any movement leads to my doomsday..
But the pain dint felt any cruel
My mind castle started to make her mural..
Compared every pain
with the touch She shared..
Lava of pain felt like a heap of  ice
Reminded to first time first time I looked into her eyes..
Pain is getting less
But first it was pain,
Now its something else..
Again my night went sleepless
mouth so dry, I was speechless..
 Thank you.

Friday, 5 September 2014

Living between the Spiked.


This picture was taken in Darjeeling, at the hotel in which I was staying.
This picture was one of my random shots, looked nice as the depth of the foreground and the background is having a good difference.
Its been time since I have posted a picture and sorry for that, my daily college routine restricts me from blogging.
This picture when I look at it, I get a sense of motion, like someone is dancing its heart out and the others are just watching it. Today, we have been so messed up with our work load and professional life that we started to accept the truth that we cant have fun any more, locked inside 4 walls, sitting a your desk just working would earn you money but at the same time when you are not enjoying, going out somewhere, life is useless.

Going by my example, I have loads of work, then too I take part in many stage performances, hangout with friends. Being on a stage gives you the biggest lesson of life..
Do whatever you want, live how ever you want but dont stop yourself just because the people in front are laughing at you..
Thank you.
   

Sunday, 13 July 2014

Pre-monsoon sadness.


This image was taken near Charni Road, Marine drives. When I was waiting for my friends, I just took out my camera and shot some pics for a while and I saw this dog, roaming around.. looked like he got lost somewhere or is sad about something and thinking what he can do...
Sometimes, when everything goes wrong... you just need to get wet in the rain.. Rain takes away all the sadness..

In Mumbai, the starting monsoon month went complete dry, affecting all the people.. Now, since past 2-3 days its been raining heavily, some relief for the people around. Still being a kid, I love getting wet in the rain and splashing around small water ponds, but being an practicing architect, I hate rain sometimes when it becomes a barrier between my work. This face can also resemble my face when it comes to rainy season, I love it but I hate it too... it becomes a tough decision for me to choose fun over work.
Monsoon is something everyone likes, for me is like being with friends and going to Iran like tea shop and having maska pav and special tea or going to Badshah and having pav bhaji and then a malai kulfi (I am a big foodie, the list of the places where I eat most of the time goes on and on, if you are with me.. you dont have to take care of finding places to eat). Sitting with my friends in Marine Drives, enjoying each high tide waves.. Some of these things make me love my life and makes me sad of the bitter truth that these days are gonna last for few years..
Thank You.

Saturday, 12 July 2014

Loculture.


This image is taken while travelling by a local train following my regular college routine. You may find the title weird, I have joined two main words (/worlds) i.e. "Local" and "Culture" in it.
Local trains has become a nervous system of Mumbai... today you cant imagine yourself without it..

This image is of the railing of window and over it was a garland of orange flowers (yes orange flowers, since I'm not a bio student, i cant go into specifics). I clicked this picture, and luckily the blurred background was also giving the orange flower a more shining effect.
Local trains has become a part of our life, since my college is in CST, I use it daily, seeing different types of people.. from office going man to a labour, its a whole world inside. Everytime I sit in it, in my regular timing train, i see same people around, each one of us smile at each other giving a silent greeting and this is what I call an "unknown friendship", we people dont know each other but when we see them in the train, we get a sense of relief... I dont know why this happens.. may call it as a human tendency.
The next part, when the train starts its journey, I hear many gossips and chit chatting of people with a track slamming the bunker sound in the background, now its raining here so a cool breeze passing by. Watching each station pass by, you cant wait to reach your destination, to meet the friends you always be with leaving the one who are there just for a few moments of your life with you.
Local train has become a religion, like a social gathering, where there's no racism, no rich and poor, its a complete world in it.
Thank  you.

Friday, 11 July 2014

The Truss Storm.


This photo was take in Raghuleela Mall at Vashi. This is the truss which if you see from entrance will  look like a monkey cap. This piece of architecture is a masterpiece in itself, looking at this picture it looks like a tunnel or a upper view of a storm. Three photos were clicked of this truss, all of them I shall upload because each one of them looks nice.
The color scheme of this image is same as one of my previous picture "Electric Angles".
Its been long I haven't posted any blog since I m busy doing assignments for my college. If I get a bit of time I shall upload pictures.
There's no end to my photographs.. There's no limits to my imagination.. Its just the deadlined work that stops you to do things that you like as you will spend the whole day completing work than to do what you actually want to do..  

Thank You. 

Saturday, 28 June 2014

The Guard of Knots.


I dedicate this picture to the Mumbai police for protecting the city, this picture shows a cost guard boat patrolling the sea. This picture was taken in Marine Drives, that day was one of my friends birthday. While clicking pictures for the birthday, my eyes went on this and I clicked it. Two pictures were taken, in the first shot, the boat appeared on the lower portion and the other was the one above.
We should respect each police official for what they do for us, they have no holidays, less salary, then why do they still love this job? Its because its a great pride for then to guard this city and their people, and we should be proud to have them.
Work to earn respect... to earn respect, respect your work...

Thank you.
 

Tuesday, 10 June 2014

Where Man's world meets Heaven.



This photo was taken on my visit to Bandra Fort with my friends, series of pictures were taken on that day out of which this one was amazing and it had a concept and an idea in it.
This photo shows the Bandra Worli Sea Link and the high rise buildings present behind it which depicts the "Man's world" and on the right hand side is the beautiful sea and sun which is the "God's world". This particular image shows the place where mans world meets the heaven in a very imaginary way.
Today Man and God are two different players of the same game called 'world'....
The thing I liked about this picture is the distribution of the elements in the picture, the buildings and the sea and the bridge looks all so beautiful, and here we are observing both these world sitting on the mans formation using gods creation.
Thank You.