Just a couple of weeks ago when temperatures were touching 46o C a dust storm came up to settle scores with the blazing Sun (and my sinuses 😉 ).
It was quite a sight to catch a glimpse of a Sun as cool as the Moon, only rounder and unblemished just before it retired hurt for the day.
The banana tree bows in homage to their Sustainer and Provider.
Or does it have ambitions of swallowing it up while it is down and out?
Hope you enjoyed these shots of the summer sun. I am happy to be able to contribute something to one of Cee’s photo challenges after a long time 🙂
Three things cannot be hidden long: the sun, the moon and the truth – Buddha
This week’s photo challenge is about showing something twisted. So let’s see how twisted one can get…
Twisted metal rods that dot the rural landscape
Fed up with the twisted eyesores, nature takes things into her hands – when you can’t beat them, join them!
“Just a single cord is enough to be tangled” ― Munia Khan
“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
Once upon a time, I lived my life in this ‘green room’. Only the bed is missing.
“Man struggles to find life outside himself, unaware that the life he is seeking is within him.” Khalil Gibran
“The snow and the storm destroy the flower; but its seed they cannot kill.” Khalil Gibran
“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
Remember this blazing amaltas tree from just a couple of weeks ago?
But just two weeks later, as the Sun goes on a rampage, this one has opted for a strategic retreat – spring will come another day.
Yet elsewhere, pink blossoms bloom (Dublin to be precise)
As do purple ones – though my sister (not the one in the pic) insists on calling it blue – what do you think?
Some inverted trumpet flowers (do correct me if I am wrong, which I think I am) blooming defiantly among tall disapproving trees 😀
And some prickly pretty cacti! The last two are poached from my brother’s album as he tours the North-East 🙂
Now if only I had a few pics of the palash or forest fire to complete my collage.
Ah well spring will come again 😉
Linked to Becca’s Sunday Trees
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The Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge this week is about our place in the world. I decided to interpret it rather literally mostly because this is the right time (although not the right weather) to showcase my world. Temperatures are soaring and yesterday it was a sizzling 43o Celsius (109 o F) and like every summer my campus is on fire. Take a look.
Miles to ogle before I walk 😉
“It is with the intention of losing my way that I have descended on this path” Rabindranath Tagore
A dazzling and enchanting sight one that is quite difficult to tear ones eyes away from despite the blazing Sun.
I could look at this for hours and hours – from an air conditioned room of course 😉
The amaltas are perhaps not everyone’s cup of tea. This man wages a losing battle against the raining petals.
Show off 😉
While in school I used to draw the Sun rising from between the mountain peaks – this reminds me of that 😀
By the way, this is the view from my porch – now I’m showing off 😉 Just a couple of years more before we shift so may as well make the most of it!
Also linking to Becca’s Sunday Trees
Hope you enjoyed your stroll through my world – have a wonderful week 🙂
This week, I have this really tall one for Becca’s Sunday Trees
the young uns
rustle and strain
eager to also
with the sky
buffeted by winds
in icy silence
send a whisper
on a leaf
is just as far
as from there
it is not about
how high you are
it is about how
deep you are.
I missed Becca’s Sunday Trees but here I am on Tuesday. Have a wonderful day people!
Skipping along the dirt road
she stopped to
stare and ponder
Poor old tree
Forever and ever
The tree swayed with gentle laughter
A single curled leaf
Twirled its way down upon her head
Not all journeys are without
If you would
but look within
The Peepal tree or the Ficus religiosa (sacred fig) is a common tree and I seem to see one no matter where I go. Except when I want to photograph one 😦
But this time I got lucky or rather created a bit with some mix and match 😉
Can you see the massive windblown and rather harassed looking tree in the background? That was taken just under 3 weeks ago.
And look at it now – it is as if it had never been bare.
I also managed to snap some lovely fresh colorful leaves growing at the roots of a massive dour staid Peepal 😀
And one more, simply because I couldn’t resist – purple leaves too! And to think I spent all my life around them. What on earth have I been doing all these years?!!!
a cleansing wash
is not enough
and one must
shed the old
Okay so this week for the black and white challenge, Cee wants bikes or anything related to two wheels. Initially I thought I had only two photos but rifling through my archives I was surprised to find how many bikes had crept in without my knowledge! Good for me and them 😀
A surreptitiously taken photo of the fascinating insides of a bike in a busy marketplace.
The good old bicycle, the lifeline for many. I used to love cycling as a child and often wish I could cycle now as well, but I feel shy and embarrassed.
This one I have shared before, perhaps some of you remember. Quite an eye-catcher right?
A front view with minimal color. Which one do you prefer?
On the streets of Udaipur, while admiring a camel with its nose in the air.
The car and bike halt deferentially as the camel made its way sedately across the highway 😉
A bike parked near a distillation flask used to prepare rose essence.
Two bikes near a massive gulmohar tree (at least the leaves look like that). The creepy roots are fascinating aren’t they? Oops I forgot the bikes were supposed to be the focus!
Hmm not sure if those are the same bikes as in the previous pic. But the tree is definitely different – such character don’t you think? I’m fascinated by how trees don’t seem to have any requirement to follow rules. Anything goes and each to her own is their mantra. Yet each is particular and conscientious about fulfilling their CSR (corporate social responsibility) for the less fortunate. By just being, they replenish the oxygen in the air – isnt that amazing?
Tree Cheers to them.
Thanks for visiting and have a wonderful week.
I missed Sunday Trees last week as I was busy with shifting (but I did post lots of trees (and leaves) but I’m back this week with a couple of photos of the same tree one early morning and the other a bit later in the day. Have a look.
Looks like night doesnt it? But trust me, the sun was right behind the tree allowing me to block it even if for a little while. The tree caught my eye for two reasons – the lighting and the funny bushy stumps/arms. And of course it was tall and being an Eucalyptus tree it reminded me of home. But yet the leaves seemed different and not so long and pointy. So which one do you prefer? Me? I still haven’t made up my mind 😀
Do you see
how well you see
and what you see
is subject to which
side you are
This week for Becca’s Sunday Trees photo feature, I bring you one with many layers to her.
An impressive tree, I think, a mango tree perhaps. If so she would have been stoned, prodded and climbed all over the entire long summer. But undaunted, unconcerned she has continued her journey to reach for the sky.
I come closer. She allows a money plant to drape her like a scarf, even allow a lamp to rest on her curves.
Hey wait! That’s no drapery – it’s growing out of her. Just another surrogate mother for one who is not even her kind. My kind? she asks. What’s that? All life is my kind.
Just look at those wounds and scars. Don’t they hurt? I ask. No she shakes her branches.
Liar. I choke on tears as I walk over to the other side. Her silent howl of despair unheard in this vast preoccupied universe.