CFFC: Vibrant Colors

Time for more photos! I am rather late for Cee’s Challenge Vibrant Colors but I still couldn’t resist playing along. Get ready to choose your favorite!

BouganvilleaFrom a couple of springs earlier, old timers may remember.

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Flowers from my sister’s garden in Dublin

IMG-20180829-WA0022Another one! Begunia I think.

IMG-20180923-WA0041The colors of fall in Dublin

IMG-20180505-WA0019When it was spring in Dublin. Nope I haven’t been there in any season 😀

20180930_114809China rose from India!

20180930_114829Slight change in lighting and voila! Both orange and yellow! So cool isn’t it?

20180429_204303The vibrant colors of dancers on the World Dance Day earlier this year. My niece is there too – the tallest one in yellow.

Thanks for visiting and don’t forget to let me know your favorite –  surely you like something?

Have a super day.

 

CB&W: Curve of the Matter

Hola people! I am terribly excited to be participating once again in Cee’s photo challenges. I didnt know how much I had missed them until now 😀 Thank you Cee! This one is a black and white challenge on the topic of circles and curves. Scroll down to see what I dug out from my archives – up to you to find the curves and circles. 😉

Mask

Starting with a demon mask to ward off any evil eye 😉

Moving dayMoving in on a stationary bike 😀

GuitarSome shiny musical curves

BackA choosy guitarist, surely you can find a couple of curves?

DuckShow off!

20180929_173858.jpgAn English breakfast spread (from Dublin courtesy my lil sister and our friend)

MealA traditional Indian (more specifically Bengali) fishy meal served on a massive brass plate.

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And here’s the original version at Rupali’s request! Did it help or worsen your craving? 😀

 

CakeAnd end it with a finger-licking scrumptious butterscotch cake

Thank you for visiting! Do let me know which was your favorite shot. Have a super weekend.

 

WPC: Twisted Nature

This week’s photo challenge is about showing something twisted. So let’s see how twisted one can get…

20170804_112521Twisted metal rods that dot the rural landscape

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Fed up with the twisted eyesores, nature takes things into her hands – when you can’t beat them, join them!

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“Just a single cord is enough to be tangled”Munia Khan

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“The reality of the other person is not in what he reveals to you, but in what he cannot reveal to you. Therefore, if you would understand him, listen not to what he says but rather to what he does not say.” Khalil Gibran

 

IMG_0145Once upon a time, I lived my life in this ‘green room’. Only the bed is missing.

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“Man struggles to find life outside himself, unaware that the life he is seeking is within him.” Khalil Gibran

 

Rose

“The snow and the storm destroy the flower; but its seed they cannot kill.” Khalil Gibran

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“You may chain my hands, you may shackle my feet; you may even throw me into a dark prison; but you shall not enslave my thinking, because it is free!” Khalil Gibran

Grounded

A massive beauty for Becca’s Sunday Trees.The lady gives a perspective of size.

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“Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky, we fell them down and turn them into paper, that we may record our emptiness.” Khalil Gibran

As You Like It

For this week’s Sunday Trees I have a really bindaas one 😀

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Covered

from top to toe

They cry foul

As they do

when uncovered

turn

a deaf ear to

the unpleasable world

take a leaf

from me

dance

to your song

as you like

however

you like

View From the Top

This week, I have this really tall one for Becca’s Sunday Trees

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the young uns

rustle and strain

eager to also

brush shoulders

with the sky

 

buffeted by winds

engulfed

in icy silence

bare branches

send a whisper

on a leaf

 

the sky

is just as far

from here

as from there

 

it is not about

how high you are

it is about how

deep you are.

Hark! She Speaks

This week for Becca’s Sunday Trees I bring one that has probably witnessed history that continues to hold significance today – from the precincts of the famous Chittor fort. I have previously shared several visuals from this place earlier as well but this particular tree overlooks the Sati sthal on one side and Jauhar kund on the other. I could not bear to take photos of the place where women burnt themselves along with the dead bodies of their husbands or jumped into it for fear of rape and slavery by plunderers and victors of wars.

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Hark! She Speaks

I can tell you

tales of brave

helpless women

Sending off their men

to wage battles

of honor and pride

Fasting and praying

for his victory

and

his long life

They were but

One soul,

one body.

If he died, she would

burn with him

if he lost, it was Jauhar,

for her

and her children

As the spoils of war

it behooved her

to embrace death

to protect her

dignity and honor

and

save them

the dishonor

of failing to protecting her.

Times have changed

The world has progressed

They educate her

indulge her

pamper her and

cheer for her as she shatters

One glass ceiling after another

But under the sheen

lurks a beast

that seeks to

subjugate her with

attitudes and mentalities

that are passed off

as our culture and

sanskriti

All said and done

it is still her duty

to uphold their honor

And his right to defile hers

it is her duty to bear it silently

to shield their bestiality

so that they can continue to

hold up their heads in society

She is still blamed

and shamed

Be silent

Or be silenced

remains the

unsaid mantra

Since the beginning of time

they have

hacked my branches

stripped me bare

And with cruel knives

carved out love notes

on my body

over and over

again

but did I die?

Did I hide nakedness?

Did I hide my face?

Why do you?

 

Silent

unyielding

unflinching

unapologetic

existence

is my DNA

 

What is yours?