Tag Archives: Photography

The Window

Do you know why people look out of windows?

Because they’re wondering, hoping there’s a world other than what’s right in front of their eyes.

Whether you pick up a trail or not, you need to know there’s a way to escape.

At the window

(Picture courtesy Sumit Jagdale)

#Ideastory: Language Lovers

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Your love is so much traas, she says
Your words are such bakwaas, he replies

They walk into the literary festival hand-in-hand.

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Ideart: Mumbai Skyline On A Bottle

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#Ideastory: Your Secrets

Secrets

Your secrets,
stir the emptiness inside me
Like gunshots in the middle of the night.

*If you like this you might want to check out my photostory collection or my Instagram stream. This appeared earlier on my blog here.

IFocal: The Other Side of The Tracks

Both sides of the track

Unlike most of my other IFocal pictures, this one is not two clicks of the same frame spliced together, but two independent shots. The black-and-white picture is the West side and the colour picture is the East side of a Central Line station in Mumbai. Curiously enough, on the Western Line, it would be the West side that showed more development than the East.

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IFocal: Artist & Audience

Of this one, I have two renditions:

Artist and audience

I spotted this young man engrossed in his work of painting an Ganesh idol, in preparation for Ganesh Chaturti. The man on the scooter idled at the red signal watching him.

The Artist

And in this picture, I realized that the artist and his idol were the only interesting, significant things in my view. Everything else was mundane, urban and ugly.

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IFocal: The Have & the Have-Not

Have and have-not

I think the title says it all.

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IFocal: Assembly Line

Reverse prism

I sometimes hear outsiders call Mumbaikers, mechanical. Could that be true? I think we awaken every morning, bright with the colour of our individuality. Then the city crystalizes us into a reverse prism, bringing out only the most necessary aspects of our being and spits us out, still filtered and ready to color anew, the next day.

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IFocal: Colourist

Tailor

I pour my blood, sweat and tears so colour may flow out of my fingers and stain your world in brilliant hues.

This is one of the many small-time tailors employed by the minor garment businesses tucked away in a local fabric market. He’s indistinguishable from the tens of others packed into the crowded building. But the garments that this place churn out are a veritable feast for the eyes.

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