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#Ideastory: Artist of Reality

Reality Artist

He’s an artist of reality.

He shoots
seconds after the shutters click
when people aren’t posing anymore.

Only with his eyes.

#IdeaStory: Sea of Words

Sea of words

I’m drowning in a sea of words, she says
You don’t want to be rescued, he observes
So she asks if they can write a story together.

#IdeaStory: Merry-Go-Round

Merry go round

Life with you
is like being on a merry-go-round, she says.
But, he asks, did you see the view?
Yes, she says, on our next upswing.

#IdeaStory: Mermaid


You learnt to float, she yells,
ducking under him smoothly.
When she surfaces,
he’s walking on the water.

#Ideastory: Wedding Gown

Titanic wedding

She took the towel he offered. And then his hand. White gown, still pristine in colour, if not form. He watched her peel it off, lace clinging to her curves. Trim the hem, she told him, it trips. And she tossed it to him as she wen to call the bride.

Damn Titanic-themed weddings!

#Ideastory: Party


I’m throwing a party, she says,
and you’re not invited.

Fine, he replies,
Then be sure not to send me the bill.

#Ideastory: Photographer

Five of us in this photograph, she says,
I wonder where the rest are.
Six, he thinks,
I was behind the camera.

But she’s already looked away.

View on Path

#Ideastory: Postbox

My mind is a postbox, she says,
Of letters I’ll never send
I’ll keep the postage ready, he says,
In case you ever change your mind. – at Prithvi Cafe

View on Path

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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