Sometimes
All you need to change your life is a sleepless night.
I hope this was the one for me.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Innocence of Tibet

I wonder how come this one was still lying in my drafts, one of my favourites this.
An adorable Tibetan kid playing on the streets of Dharamshala. I am sorry for the background but with kids, you have to be a kid or keep waiting for everything right, and you lose your shot.
:)
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Lord Buddha
I don't know how I spent last 3 months without a single post, though if I say I literally had nothing to post I won't b wrong.
:P
2010 however had a finest beginning for me that it could have. Got a chance to go to Dharamshala and surrounding places on a totally messed up trip where we travel each place almost more than twice for one reason or the other.
It was fun.

This is a photograph of the idol of Gautam Buddha at the Tibetan institute of Norbulinka, near Dharamshala. One of the finest places to visit in Dharamshala, but the least travelled though probably because of it's off the track location. The institute has been preserving the Tibetan culture in every aspect.
Doll museum provides a great insight to their life. The following are the pictures from the doll museum.



Other beautiful places inside include a library and the beautiful gardens and appealing restaurants.




For more on Norbulinka, visit www.norbulingka.org.
:P
2010 however had a finest beginning for me that it could have. Got a chance to go to Dharamshala and surrounding places on a totally messed up trip where we travel each place almost more than twice for one reason or the other.
It was fun.

This is a photograph of the idol of Gautam Buddha at the Tibetan institute of Norbulinka, near Dharamshala. One of the finest places to visit in Dharamshala, but the least travelled though probably because of it's off the track location. The institute has been preserving the Tibetan culture in every aspect.
Doll museum provides a great insight to their life. The following are the pictures from the doll museum.



Other beautiful places inside include a library and the beautiful gardens and appealing restaurants.




For more on Norbulinka, visit www.norbulingka.org.
Labels:
Dharamshala,
Monks,
Norbulinka,
Tibet
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Life...its colors!

Life has many colours, a few I am depicting here.
Maroon. Most radical thing one could do to his life is become a monk, and being a monk means self-abnegation for a cause, a tradition that extants. Marooned at a very young age, monks they say, leave the world for the sake of the world, in search of spirituality, revelation and peace. Here the cheerfullness of the monk completely overshadows his obligations.
Another is the colour of youth, full of nascent callow ambitions many of which will be sustained in the walk of life, bating myriads, insatiable. Oblivious with the mettle it takes to sacrifice one's self, she is cheerfully enjoying the company.
Grey. Too blased to be fascinated by any of the brighter colors, the old man shows absolute disinclination towards the worldly desires.
Shot in Dharamshala, home to thousands of Tibetan monks, I feel lucky to have captured these mild moments, showing light exchange of thoughts, spoken and unspoken.
Labels:
Dharamshala,
Monks,
Tibet
Saturday, October 10, 2009
A sunset for lifetime

For some days, I felt like borders calling. Then began a journey to the Bhopal army base for the interviews. But before long,I fell victim to a person who shattered my dreams, turned my life around, a thief. He stole everything, except a few bucks that I had in my pocket. Fate takes a U-turn, back to the inextricable swathe of the pines.
Depicting a beautiful sunset, this was the only picture that I had shot yet, in my whole journey which was cut short from a few days to a few hours.
Though before leaving for the city of splendid rivers, my camera too had dreams, I wish I could accomplish those.
If not mine!
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Birthdays....Insane!
After hours of overnight journey, he came over to celebrate his birthday with us. Before he could overcome the pangs of the exhausting journey, he was dumped. So called birthday batter. Watching him ruined, memories of my 19th birthday came to the forth when after a bout of ruthless trampling and bestial beating, I found myself languishing on the floor, my clothes torn away, but still, lucky enough to save my underpants!
Friends are friends after all, they are unforgettable, just like these college days, for being the best, and the worst at times. And then I feel, its all just a matter of few months, then we become the part of a history, a past. I wish we could live together for life, together celebrate these 'INSANE' birthdays again.
Labels:
birthday,
college days,
friends
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Recollection of childhood
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