Brahminy Myna at Orchha, Madhya Pradesh I have to admit that my love affair with birds started after I acquired a macro lens (Bart 1 bought it for me) and was able to see them up close. I have also been aided in this by my Which Bird is This thread at Indiamike.
Category: Photography
Crossing the Line!
Literally Crossing the Line- Kalka Railway Station, Kalka
Dog Tired?
Surrounded by Traffic and Yet Asleep I am wondering if he was dog tired? The mat gives an impression that this was a planned nap? I empathize with him today cause I feel dog tired myself.
You Get to See what I Get to See!
Truck quotes is what I see most of these days when I travel, so that is what I end up sharing. Truck Art, Gurgaon, India This truck caught my eye because of the quote in Hindi saying, “Dekh Thakur ke That.” I can once again try and kill it in translation. Would it come off…
Flower Delivery!
Ready for the Morning Business Round- Flowers for Sale on a Motorcycle, Gurgaon, India Saw this bike while I was coming out in the morning after parking my car. I was in my usual hesitant mode, should I click it should I not? Will someone take offense or what? Then I decided to just chuck…
Quaint Signboards!
Quaint Signboards I had clicked this one in a small corner of Cannought Place while waiting for a bus to Manali (our eventual destination was Spiti). I wonder how many generations would have worked for the same business as the board says the shop was established in 1929.
Lazy Sunday Photo- Spiti
The Sound of Silence, Spiti, Himachal Pradesh
Lazy Sunday Photo- Orchha
Gateways and Smaller Palaces behind the Jahangir Mahal, Orchha
Himalayan Bulbul at Barog
A Himalayan Bulbul at Barog, Himachal Pradesh The bread that you see in the picture was a deliberate attempt to attract birds. It was part of our breakfast but turned out to be quite stale. I threw it out and waited a little far away to see if a bird would come looking for it…
Friday is for Flowers- Pink Rose
Pink Rose This rose reminded me of a story from my school days. There used to run a patch of roses along the length of my school. And in those days it used to feel like an enormous and endless expanse, though if I visit it again (I wonder if the roses would be still…