There is a rather comforting predictability to life when one spends half of it observing the grand, chaotic circus of human behaviour. Whether it is watching a stray cow contemplate the existential dread of crossing a mountain road at a hill station, or observing the peculiar habits of urban dwellers by the Arabian Sea, the
Notes from the Parapet: A Moderately Successful Sunset Read More »
There was a time, not terribly long ago, when a walk meant precisely that. You put one foot in front of the other, occasionally paused to look at something that wasn’t trying to sell you anything, and returned home feeling vaguely improved as a human being. No one measured it, no one posted it, and
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There are, I am told, easier ways to spend an afternoon than standing at the edge of a crocodile-infested river in Maharashtra, balancing one’s dignity and camera with equal uncertainty. Most sensible people might opt for tea, perhaps a biscuit, and the distant safety of a veranda. Naturally, I chose the riverbank. It was one
A Quiet Afternoon with Crocodiles and Questionable Composition skills Read More »
There are days when one sets out with purpose, tripod packed with military precision, lenses polished to a devotional shine, and a firm belief that one is about to create Art. And then there are days when one simply ends up somewhere by accident, slightly underprepared, mildly dusty, and unexpectedly delighted. This, rather conveniently, was
A Sunset, Two Photographs and a very good Barbecue Read More »
There are two kinds of people who chase sunsets. The first are poets who scribble lines about golden skies and fading light. The second are photographers who drive far too many kilometres, carry far too much gear, and still complain that the sun has not positioned itself properly for the composition. On this particular afternoon,
An Afternoon of Food, Wandering, and a Rather Moody Sunset Read More »