This isn’t about you
This isn’t even about me
This is about all those who
who gave of themselves
to make us
us.
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Category: Photos
Standing Tall
Summer is all but over and it is ‘technically’ off season for the glorious amaltas. Remember them? On one my (rare) morning walks, I caught them all decorously green and yet nestling within her folds were splashes of yellow.
Apparently even trees hate to give up their jewelry 😉 Or perhaps she is just ensuring for her future generations 🙂 But seriously, minus her glowing golden aura or her bare devil may care look, she does look rather drab and uninteresting doesn’t she? Let’s take a closer look shall we?
At first I though she offered high rise apartments for rent. 😀 But on a closer look I realized they aren’t bird nests but scars from old wounds – branches that she has nurtured and in all likelihood mercilessly cut off. Does she not feel the pain of loss? How could she not? Yet she continues to grow and bloom, undeterred.
The show, you see, must go on.
“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” ― Jalaluddin Rumi
Have a super week.
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WPC: Waiting…
Life is all about waiting isn’t it? Waiting for a better day, a better job, a better car, a better house. You name it, we are waiting err perhaps not for Yamraj (the Hindu god of death) 😉 The weekly photo challenge from Daily Post this week is on same topic – waiting.
“Are you ready?” Klaus asked finally.
“No,” Sunny answered.
“Me neither,” Violet said, “but if we wait until we’re ready we’ll be waiting for the rest of our lives, Let’s go.” ― Lemony Snicket, The Ersatz Elevator
So without making you wait any more here we go 🙂
Waiting for daybreak. Did you notice the sun rays shooting out just like they used to when we drew the Sun during our childhood? At least I did! 😀
At the Golconda fort, Hyderabad waiting to be explored.
A family waiting at a station for our train to pass and theirs to arrive. Or are they waiting for a loved one to arrive? They don’t seem to have any baggage with them. But then again, who can decipher baggage by just looking at people?
These young men wait for their break to be over so that they can get back to work. 😉
You can’t deny these two men are waiting for us to pass 😀 Don’t miss the lovely fields in the distance which was what I had been aiming for…
Then there are books waiting to be read – so many and so little time 😦 Hey BS say hi and thanks to you Jiji 😉 😀
Waiting for summer to pass and dine out, under the warmth of the winter Sun 🙂
Well? What are you waiting for? Go on don’t be shy, have a bite, have the whole thing if you like, it’s the non-fattening kinds 😀
“We never live; we are always in the expectation of living.” ― Voltaire
Thanks for visiting – have a super weekend!
Middling
The tiny tree encircled by a sarong of green leaves, under the protective shadow of the tall tree reaching out to the skies, drew me in. Braving a ferocious Sun and risking a migraine, I walked close to admire the cute little one. It was only later that I realized that I hadn’t even spared a glance for the unobtrusive, reserved middle one.
Middlers – raise your hands 😀
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WPC: Of Textures & Blooms
Such a lovely word – textures isn’t it? I can almost feel it between my fingers! Or even my lips, on my tongue…oops I forgot! This isn’t an essay on textures but a photo challenge 😀 Without any further ado, here are some of my favorite layered and textured photos.
Sunset at Mumbai – the clouds and the sky come together in a bid to give the even uni-dimensional sky an artistic textured finish to a wonderful day.
I thought this photo was apt for the topic because of the many textures and layers to it and not just the fine work on the gopuram. And of course I couldn’t resist showing off the perfectly symmetrically branched tree 😀
Can you not feel the coarseness of this quaint refuge from the hot sun?
This is a section of the outer walls of the Amer fort at Jaipur which is meant to keep out the enemy. Yet there’s something beautiful and captivating about it don’t you think? I wonder if they had specialists who focused on the beautification of ramparts?
Amazing what H2O can be right? 😀 Flowing water, floating clouds or rock solid ice.
A random click of picturesque Prague. The lighter and darker shades of green, the brick roof, both grey and white clouds in a blue sky – sigh…
Delicate
fragile
diffident
yielding
But
when
it is
a matter
of
survival
Nothing
can stop
her
Rooted
seasons
will come and go
you will go
your own way
do your own thing
but I will always
wait for you
For Becca’s Sunday Trees – 298
WPC: True Blue
Yippee – after 9 months, Delhi finally delivered 😉
A good air day in the first week of July! Not very great, just about satisfactory, which will do for now because along with it came blue skies and big white clouds. It has been ages since I have seen a blue blue sky in Delhi and I have been walking with my head in the clouds ever since 😀
I thought pictures of a smog free Delhi sky would be just perfect for the Weekly Photo Challenge – Unusual.
Hope you like!
Green, white and blue – a sight for sore eyes don’t you think?
Rain is imminent – the clouds gear grey up 😉
They came in other designs too!
Just the way I like it – sunny side up 😀
Quite perfectly framed – what do you say?
Snapped a quick pic on the way home – on the left
and on the right. I got a crick in my neck gawking at the sky. And a good thing too for I caught someone staring at me…
Any guesses who that is? 😀
Thanks for visiting, have a super week ahead 🙂
WPC: Change of Season
For this week’s photo challenge – Delta, we are to share a picture that symbolizes transitions, change, and the passing of time.
What better than the first shower of monsoon – symbolizing the end of a blistering summer and the beginning another cycle of sweltering humidity 😀
Can you see the white longitudinal streaks? Did you think those to be marks on a dirty window pane? No! The window was wide open. Those are the thick ropes of rain – the first monsoon shower in Delhi. The gentleman in white seems to have been taken by surprise. Or perhaps he took advantage of his mom’s absence 😉 😀
monsoons
the trees emerge
squeaky clean
Thanks for visiting – have a super day 🙂
Bloggers~
I simply had to share this brilliant post by an amazing blogger and more importantly a wonderful person, Cindy. I am a huge fan of her photographs, captions, views, thoughts, kindness, generosity…
This post, of photos taken in and around Greece, is dedicated to you. Opa!
(Athens)
Creativity is one of the most personally helpful gifts a person can possess.
It gets you through all sorts of negative situations, because it pulls you out of yourself, and your individual worries and concerns.
I think the willingness of bloggers to put their creativity out in the universe, consistently, in a blog, is a huge act of individual human courage.
This individual blogging courage and creativity results in a blogsphere replete with fascinating, absorbing and intriguing blog posts, that offer an improved alternative reading and viewing experience, that is a refreshing alternative to mass media.
(Above four photos were taken on the island of Corfu)
Being part of a worldwide community of talented and supportive bloggers broadens our horizons and perspectives, and enhances our lives.
(Stairway Hotel Bretagne Athens)
It enables bloggers to form…
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WPC: An Orderly Lot
With so much of disorder and chaos all around wouldn’t it be great if there was a genie or a magic wand to order everything to fall into an orderly pattern? Ah well I guess I am asking for too much. But one can dream and hope can’t one?
Until it happens, here are some photos for inspiration.
Of they go in tandem and in sync, not a step wheel out of place – and nobody jumps queue either 😉
Uneven strips of stone have been coaxed into a neat orderly pattern
Even Nature falls in line just to show you the way…
And allows herself to be ruthlessly trimmed into a shapely order.
Buildings are usually made to order – be they for elephants
Or their mahouts.
Bangles for the bride are always in order – packed or worn. Quite in contrast to her life that is thrown into disorder.
Go on, choose one 😉
Here diverse threads and colors have been coerced into order by our very own Svkuki
While here, an unruly bunch of multi-colored petals have been tricked to give an orderly appearance by none other than the wayward and absconding Mymind ;).
Thanks for visiting – have a great day 🙂
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