..like an old heap of crates !
..reminiscing the Golden Olden days
The Beat of Victory !
Colorful Heritage
The Peanuts Seller
Relax, take it easy
The Cry of the Drum
..we revel, under watchful eyes..and err.. guns !
..an oniony siesta
Jack-in-the-box
..something's Fishy out here
Happy with the sale :)
Beat It, the Indian way
Shot a lot, Liked a few, Stitched only four..
The change in the expressions, and the mood attracts me a lot to this montage, and makes me upload it over here.
Gauri is an incarnation of Parvati. Ganapati is a son of Parvati. Still it is a belief that she is a sister of Shri Ganesha. Thus the entire ceremony is known to be an occasion for those married girls who come to stay with their parents for festive occasion.
These Gauris are ceremoniously welcome in the house. The impressions of their feet are colorfully stamped all over the house right from the entrance of the house. Water is sprinkled over them and rice thrown over them. These images are taken around the entire house. These images are usually handled by unmarried girls. The hostess of the house questions Gauri, “Where have you come?” and the girl holding the images, while answering describes the house where they are brought. Then the hostess utters, “Come to us with golden feet and stay with us forever”.
The image of the Goddess, in complete Hindalium lightweight material. But seriously lovely to look at..
Modular Gauri head. You can choose a head which you like, and then a body you like, and then a stand you like, and a saree you like .. and you are good to go !
Tried my hand at street photography. Managing to gulp down the lump in my throat, when I face the camera at innocent bystanders, and see their eyes looking at me, through the lens. Fairly succesful.
The 'Have-it-all' shoppe in Tulshibaug Ram temple premises
Yeah, Anna Hazare ! Hope the farce ends soon.
..catching 40 winks. An onion-seller in the humongous Mahatma Phule mandai in Pune.
..like an old stack of crates.
..selling his wares with aplomb
..a couple of pictures clicked on a short trip to Kuala Lumpur.
Nine-point-focus.
The top of KL Menara. Never got such a crisper picture before. The light was amazing
..the dead leaf, waits for some wind to ruffle it up
A caged closeup..
Reflected Malay ..
Looking London, Talking Tokyo Cat
...straight out of a movie poster. Evening traffic in KL
A weekend trip to the mountains, and in the rains, is something that few realize the beauty of. It is an experience that gets you closer to nature, helps you focus on the details .. the different facets of the green wild outdoors. It encompasses all things, big and small, in one harmonious green blanket .. be it the gigantic waterfalls, to the 1-centimetre mud frogs hopping around in the grass. It all gels to form one glorious ecosystem.
..The white gush of the Bhorgiri waterfall. The strength and the sound of it was amazing.
A pious frame, a small temple at the foot of the mountain
Whirl !! ..
Perched Atop, the Bhimashankar Temple. Wish the temple was more better maintained, and there'd be lesser electric wires in the sky.
..spooky, misty blue skies. The mist at the Bhimashankar temple was fabulous, and it gave way to some really wonderfully blue shots.
This one was a real treasure, even after 129 footsteps had trampled over the grass and moved ahead.. this one stayed intact. The morning dew on a spider's web. Therefore I say, on a trek, watch your step and observe, and nature will open up the sky with enormous wonderful views for you !
God, they say, lies in the innocent smile of a child. And I made God smile :D.
It's an Ants World.
Jai Bajarang Bali, the monkey-God .. at Bhimashankar Temple.
The gush of the wild !!!
..going back to our roots..
Life, finds birth, in the lap of God.
Holy 'Greek looking men' , assembled in a file, atop the Bhimashankar Temple.
Kyoorius Dawg. Hungry, little
..an intersected flight...
Cruising through the endless misty skies..
Ending with God's name on my lips. Ganapati Bappa Moraya !!!
It was six of us packed in a SUV, cruising through the dark sleepy rainy night; all keen for some 'activity'. And the activity started on a good note, as we spotted the sexy slithering beauty on the edge of the road near a water stream. The Bamboo Pit Viper, known for its venomous bite and aggressiveness.
This was last night, enroute to Tamhini Ghat, a green patch on the ghat region connection the Konkan region to the Deccan plateau. Usually spotted along the Eastern and Western Ghats, this green slithering crawlie grows to an average length of 40 cms (1 ft 4in) and a maximum of 110 cms (3 ft 7in). Easily identified by its triangular flat head and moss-green or yellow-green color. The lip scales are yellow while the underside can be yellowish or pearly white. Heat sensing pits are present between the eye and nostril.
It is active by night, mainly arboreal moving slowly from branch to branch. It is know to vibrate its tail when disturbed and strike with its mouth wide open.
The University of Pune (formerly the University of Poona), located in North Western Pune, is one of India's premier universities. It was founded in 1949. Spread over a 400 acre (1.6 km²) campus, the university is home to 46 academic departments. But to put it in my words, it reminded me of the oh-so-dear and missed IIT campus.
Many say, the University is a dangerous area after the sun sets, with risks of robbery looming large. Have to check it out :-). Some clicks in classic polaroid style
Pearly Gates? !
The University of Poona. The old building is being restored currently, and I can say, they are doing a pretty bad job there. BTW, photography of the old building is NOW prohibited
The Archway leading to the University ground. Ex-students and Outsiders are required to take permission of the Dean before playing in the ground. All 'games' must end before 7 PM in the evening.
Wish D&G had to see this..
..rising to the heavens
Cross:Connection
Ripple. Bubble. Rains.
A spark of the Flame of the Forest
The Love Gate ! .. one of the gates to the huge University ground.
Pimp my ride ! :P. waiting for a ride. 
..a romance waiting to happen
..the light fades on, but we never stop going, never stop going..
..Reaching out, extended to the sky !
..the lady descends !
..broken windows of memory !
...lost in the woods.. | she wept to a flower .. | ..which didn't tell her the way back home..
A love of snakes is called ophiophilia, a fear of snakes is called ophidiophobia (or snakephobia). Amongst the most prettiest reptiles in the world, they have often been mistaken and killed for no reason at all
Got some pictures of the snakes in the pits, by means of a visit to Katraj Snake Park in Pune. The people thronged to see the pretty creatures, screamed and hissed at the slithering beauties, .. wish there was something to protect them from this dangerous animal : Man.
Some pictures from an ophiophilic photographer :)
The most loved gentleman : The Russel's Viper.
Russel's viper again, basking in the glory of the on-watchers
Scaling up
That is what a good ghariyal does when she sees the lens, says 'cheese' !
Wait ! A monitor lizard sticks to this moment in time
*Bows* The King of Snakes obliges and raises his hood to make my trip a worthy one.
