May the force of Durga....

...always be with you...
...in joys and sorrows...

Mishti Doi

A true Bengali delight.

Best relished during Durga Puja festival, across India.

It's best when had in the earthen pots. :)

I love festivals

They give you the time to
appreciate the faith...
appreciate the colors...

and a reason to forget all sorrows and celebrate.

Kuch Meetha Ho Jaaye

Festive Season is full on..

Happy Dusshera..
Shubh Vijaya Dashmi...

:)

Waiting for Enlightenment.....

...to attain some peace.

Father

..
We always have the support of him no matter how big we grow
..

The Last Call

When was the last time you made a call to your old friend.

Why not try to do it again today..

Why not do it NOW?

What if someone were to call you and it was the last call they ever did?

The thought haunts me, but life is such that somewhere or the other this situation arises!

Faith Tree

Faith comes in all forms in India.
From a stone being worshiped to a tree being worshiped.

A tree becomes revered the moment it has an idol on it, or someone places a flower as a sign of worship.

The faith is ignited in any object, and anything can be worshiped.

The questioning is absent. One fails to wonders why? If it can be a tree..why can't it be a furniture?

Or is it not the tree... but the placing of the small idol that made the difference.

Of Tea and Cigarettes..

...and a life spent well.

A year younger...

...
The more I spend time with kids and children.. the more younger I feel.

Birthdays are just a reminder that you have
just grown a year younger !

:)

The harder I work ....

...the luckier I get.

Time

.... it passes by so soon, that you do not know when the shoes wore out... and the journey is still incomplete.

The simple truth ...

Live and Let live.

Thanda Matlab

Coca Cola.

:)

Dhaba Rocks

One of the favorite things about the highways in India is the presence of these dhabas.
T fresh food, a nice experiential ambiance, and loads of memories, bundled with awesome hospitality.

I love the dhabas.

Recycling Faith

As mentioned earlier, the faith continues till ashes to ashes and dust to dust.

This shiv linga (the idolatry form of worship of Lord Shiva) was lying in a pool of dirt and unwanted frames. It was discarded by some.

Someone came along and saw it. It now has a flower offered to it everyday and fresh tika applied.

The faith continues ... no matter where.

What is Faith?

I ask myself the question every time I go out on the streets to do photography.

The simplest of actions by people makes you believe that people are it is something beyond the explainable.

There was a necklace which had a locket that seemed holy, lying on the ground, someone picked it up and placed it on the pillar.

This was not even a temple. Just a painting on the wall. This becomes the temple. The area surrounding it is sacred now. To the extent that people go there without slippers, a mark to show respect. The pillars adorn by the colors of the gods. Elements to signify that there is a holy space that you are entering.

No one dares to touch it. The necklace remains for days... The rains to not dislocate it either. Nature takes force. A force that could reduce us to the basics. The ashes to ashes.. the dust to the dust.

The faith remains.
One day someone else will find that the necklace is rusted. The walls dirty. Will convince the neighbors to pitch in. Or take up the responsibility himself.

The space is revamped.
The faith is re-established.

And the cycle continues.

Tea tastes best...

When you have company.
To chit chat.
To share the moments of the day that made you smile.

Is there anyone out there?

When I look down...

...upon the way the things has gone on in my life..
I smile and be thankful.

Back to Bangalore.

Inside Outside

Life is good when you take some time to explore the other side.

Heading out of town for a week.
Will be back soon.

Keep the Faith

In me ..
and me in you ..

...and together we rule the world.