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January 26, 2012
January 22, 2012
Festive PUNE - Set 1
LOCATION: PUNE, MAHARASHTRA, INDIA
YEAR OF VISIT: 2011
The trip was planned by my mother in a very short notice. It was a perfect surprise visit. Mother wanted to cover almost all the holy places in the city and charted out a tight plan. As always, I trusted my 'instinct', my 'eye for detail's and my 'obsession' in connecting with a city, as I got into the car with my parents. The trip lasted for less than a day. Yet, I somehow ended up clicking nearly 450 photographs of very interesting and 'irrevocable' scenes of the city. Let me warn you in advance that this only 'one' of the faces of this city.
I shall be uploading the pictures in parts for both of us to enjoy the images better.This set emphasises on the street life of the city.
Have a great stay here and catch the 'whiff' of Pune.
A buffalo is decked up and given a re-vamp as a part of custom followed during the most famous festival of India, viz. Diwali.
Some Sanskrit texts are written and etched on its hairy skin. Its horns are coloured 'saffron' plausibly because it is the colour of sacrifice.
The organic 'squares' outside the temple inevitably form the 'spill out' space or 'interaction' space for the city dwellers.
CAPTURED AT: Dhagudu Sheth Ganapati temple.
One of the many interesting faces I have come across in my life. His deep eyes unsettled me.
CAPTURED AT: Dhagudu Sheth Ganapati temple
The 'shlokas' are painted on the walls of the temple. In earlier days,, such holy texts were 'engraved' on the 'masonry' facades of the temples.
CAPTURED AT: Dhagudu Sheth Ganapati temple
The queue system like in any other huge temple works efficiently here too. Those huge decorated bells are for the occasion of Diwali.
Lord Dagadusheth Ganapati himself sits there giving darshan to people inside the temple and outside, thanks to the glass facade.
The queue system like in any other huge temple works efficiently here too. Those huge decorated bells are for the occasion of Diwali.
Lord Dagadusheth Ganapati himself sits there giving darshan to people inside the temple and outside, thanks to the glass facade.
An old man tries to get a glimpse of the Lord from the street.
CAPTURED AT: Dhagudu Sheth Ganapati temple
A lady offers auspicious flowers to the Lord.
CAPTURED AT: Dhagudu Sheth Ganapati temple
He smears the holy ash on a devotee.
CAPTURED AT: Dhagudu Sheth Ganapati temple
CAPTURED AT: Dhagudu Sheth Ganapati temple
Engrossed in his own wealth.
I was fascinated by this lady's 'balancing act'!
DEFINES
colors,
dhagudu sheth temple,
ESCAPADES,
festival season,
holy places,
lord ganpati,
Pune,
superstitions,
travel
January 19, 2012
January 11, 2012
December 31, 2011
December 26, 2011
December 23, 2011
December 13, 2011
December 11, 2011
A womb OUTSIDE a womb.
I find infinite peace now...I will soon lose it...
I will end up spending a whole life trying to claim it back...
So let me sleep for some more time...
Let me be one with peace.
FOOTNOTE: This is a picture of my cousin sister's second son Anirudh. He is just 20 days old. I went to visit her and cuddle him for merely 2 hours. Unfortunately he was sound asleep and he seemed to be too much in peace to be woken up! What attracted me to this composition before clicking the picture was that, the fabric in which he was being rocked resembled the 'womb' in flesh, color and coziness. It recreated the real image of him inside my sister's womb! Hence I came up with such a caption.
LIGHT CONDITION: Diffused sunlight filtering through the curtains of the bedroom and further through the fabric.
November 20, 2011
Serene PONDICHERRY
LOCATION: PONDICHERRY, TAMILNADU, INDIA
YEAR OF VISIT: 2011
If there ever is a place of ‘liberation’, a place of ‘soul’,
a place of 'originality', a place where natural and supernatural entities ‘co-exist’,
and a place that is yet ‘grounded’, then it has to be Pondicherry.
Personally, I enjoy traveling and experiencing the city
alone. Here I bring you the ‘feel’ of the city through my work. If by viewing the
pictures, you are 'urged' to visit the city, nothing else can be more 'honorable' to me. I wish you a great journey and stay here.
THE MOTHER ASHRAM
The very source of inspiration for the city.
A place to where you lose yourselves in the fragrance of exotic flowers, surrender at the 'samaadhi' of Shri Aurobindo and The Mother, and find yourself within you.
VILLA BLANCHE - The 'White' town
Being the base of French quarters during the French and British rule in India, a remarkable influence of French rule can be witnessed in 'a' part of the city. Racial discrimination was expressed in terms of architecture by demarcating the city into 'White' town and 'Black town'.
The White town encompassed the typical French principles of designing; well zoned streets for parking, pedestrians and structures.
The amalgamation of French and Indian elements of architecture is vivid in this picture.
GOLCONDE: A dormitary for The Ashram
This structure is a living example of The Ashram's principles.
Relish its quality interiors via the link I have attached to the name.
This structure is a living example of The Ashram's principles.
Relish its quality interiors via the link I have attached to the name.
My eyes do not miss the details. They form the most trivial and exhilarating part of any world.
The brilliant simplicity of this wooden door framed contrastingly with the rugged grey RCC column and beam with a blank white wall serving as the perfect background swept me off my feet.
The Indian sentiment is to be noticed in the picture on the left. The mask of a 'rakshasa' (the devil) is displayed on the exterior walls of many houses to ward off the evil eye.
The vibrant colors and the artistically carved details speak Indianess in every respect. It seems to be a habitat of a French person from the name plate.
And now I take you to the 'breezy' side of Pondicherry.
And now I take you to the 'breezy' side of Pondicherry.
This woman was bewitching. I saw myself in her. She was enjoying her lone moment the way I do. It looked as if she was listening to the waves and smiled back with absolutely no inhibitions.
She was one with the city. She made my day.
DEFINES
architecture,
beach,
bliss,
culture,
ESCAPADES,
pondicherry,
the mother ashram,
travel,
white town
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