Look who I caught playing right outside my window 🙂

“Men do not quit playing because they grow old; they grow old because they quit playing.”
― Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.
For Becca’s Sunday Trees – 263
Have a super Sunday!
Look who I caught playing right outside my window 🙂

“Men do not quit playing because they grow old; they grow old because they quit playing.”
― Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.
For Becca’s Sunday Trees – 263
Have a super Sunday!
I am late for Cee’s fun foto challenge Roofs – I thought I didnt have any photos. But then I found loads. I couldn’t pass them up could I?
I have an eclectic selection of roofs for everyone needs a roof over their heads don’t they?

Even elephants 😀

Let’s go from the distinctive roofs of Prague
To see the formations on the roof of the limestone caves at Baratang islands of Andaman and Nicobar Island, India.

How about a pantomime under an Oriental roof at Tivoli garden, Copenhagen, Denmark?

Or maybe bask in the sun on a palatial roof at Amber Fort, Jaipur India

Or take shelter from the heat under the humble thatched roof at Radhanagar beach, Havelock Islands, Andaman and Nicobar Islands, India

And then zip off to see the Himalaya range over the red roofs.

And now won’t you come it my parlor? For this is a very special roof for me at least! I spent my childhood under this roof.

Our recreation center but my favorite place was the swing – can you see it in the distance – the faint yellow bars on the left of the building? As a child the road to it seemed interminable – part of the reason I didn’t zoom in. Thanks to a legal dispute, my childhood home remains exactly as I remember it. I never thought I would be glad of a court case 😀

And finally I take your leave as you explore the Shore temple at Mahabalipuram, India
Thanks for your company on this around the world in 8 seconds trip 🙂
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Raw and wounded, yet her grace and poise are unstirred. The show must go on right?

Just in case someone didn’t get the message the first time, or the second time 😀 Though I am a bit curious about the upward journey 😀
Enough of gazing at the signs, let’s head to Mawlynnong – one of the cleanest villages in Asia.

The waste basket is cool isn’t it?



Looks a bit deserted doesnt it? Let’s brighten it up a bit.

He still hasn’t learned how to fake a smile – isn’t he cute?
Hope you liked the village tour. By the way, this is the same village which is famous for its unique growing root bridges. If you missed that post, click here
Thanks for visiting and have a grand weekend.
For Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge
It was a steep uphill climb at Singhagad Fort, Pune, India, which is believed to be built two thousand years ago. Unsure of my trekking capabilities and reluctant to test the chivalry of the other members of the gang ;), I desisted from proceeding too high up. I sat down one quarter of the way to enjoy the view.
Here’s a man trudging up the steep slope carrying packaged water for the thirsty tourists.

Not an uncommon sight to see people carrying baggage on their heads so nothing to really write home about. Plus he’s holding his booty with a hand – pshaw that’s for wimps 😉
I looked around and sure enough

Look – no hands! Amazing isnt it? I am willing to bet she didn’t need hands to hold her baggage while going up either – what do you think?
For more odd ball photos, visit Cee’s page. I almost tagged it to Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge -Magic but then I found something else for that challenge 😉 Click here if you want to see magic happening 😀
Thanks for visiting!
Isn’t life the most magical of all things? Don’t you wonder how a very few basic atoms (carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, oxygen, phosphorus and sulfur) can create life in it’s myriad and varied forms?
Moreover, it never fails to amaze (and inspire) me when I witness life thriving in the most unexpected of places.

“There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.” Leonard Cohen.

“Listen to the mustn’ts, child. Listen to the don’ts. Listen to the shouldn’ts, the impossibles, the won’ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me… Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.” ― Shel Silverstein
For the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge – Magic
Go on have a magical weekend, week, month, year, decade, century… 🙂
When I look at the sea I cannot help but feel tiny and inconsequential in the face of such vast, endless, relentless, expanse.

“If you once realize that to-morrow, if not to-day, you will die and nothing will be left of you, everything becomes insignificant!” Leo Tolstoy

Boys! Give them some space and watch them bloom and glow 🙂 I loved (and envied) the innocent joy of just running after a ball – or perhaps it is the freedom of being let out of prison school.
Here’s a snap of the amphitheater without the children. Looks kind of desolate doesn’t it?

This amphitheater is situated at the other end of the Rock Garden at Chandigarh, India – featured in the post Junk Art and also The Bare One. The design and pattern of the amphitheater is crafted from an artistic arrangement of broken discarded pieces of tiles. I love the way the tree is part of the whole scene with the little one growing in the middle 🙂
Here’s a closer view of the kind of magic an artist can craft from junk.

Stunning work isnt it? My favorite was the grinning tiger 😀

Isn’t he cute? And his smile infectious?
Now if only I could do something half as creative with all the stuff at home lying about at home…
Thanks for visiting and I hope you enjoyed the photos. Do hop over to Cee’s for super odd balls.
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Walking through a small town bazaar, we were drawn to this building

Here’s a close up

“Anybody can look at a pretty girl and see a pretty girl. An artist can look at a pretty girl and see the old woman she will become. A better artist can look at an old woman and see the pretty girl that she used to be. But a great artist-a master-and that is what Auguste Rodin was-can look at an old woman, portray her exactly as she is…and force the viewer to see the pretty girl she used to be…and more than that, he can make anyone with the sensitivity of an armadillo, or even you, see that this lovely young girl is still alive, not old and ugly at all, but simply imprisoned inside her ruined body.” ― Robert A. Heinlein
Hope over to Cee’s for more odd ball photos.
Have a grand weekend all of you 🙂
For old timers and readers of SS please check out the following two posts - From DM's Desk and Another Diwali Party. Please dont forget to leave me a note.
I am terribly late for Cee’s black and white photo challenge but I simply cannot pass up this particular theme – Looking Through a Window. I have been traveling a lot these past few months and all I do is click photos through windows. If I asked to stop each I wanted to click a pic we would never get anywhere 😀
Dont worry I won’t offload all my through the window photos, just a few not so much for the photography but for what caught my eye – hope you like too.
First, a picture a, naturally, of a tree on the Mumbai-Pune highway from a moving car.

At the rate she is spreading I think her goal is to span the entire highway 😀
And another one through a restaurant window

Looks like some complicated yogic pose, which probably accounts for her lean and long life.
Mumbai city is known as the city that never sleeps. Looking out of the window from a hotel room, I would have never believed it.

The view of the still lone crow as the master of all it surveyed was quite a contrast from the hustle-bustle of the city two floors down 😀

While traveling by train, this destitute couple on a deserted railway station caught my eye. Can you see why?

Nobody is too destitute to offer comfort and love to another 🙂

A bit blurred no doubt but I finally caught the light at the end of a tunnel 😀
Have a grand weekend and thanks for visiting. Do let me know you were here!
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