In search, I have been to many places. Through you, I was reminded HE lives within. During a visit to the Golden Temple at Amritsar, I tried to photograph it through uncommon angles. For years I searched everywhere, making myself the viewer, trying to find him as...
Detached, I am living dead. In death, why do you make me live in Cenotaphs? Bada Bagh in Jaisalmer is a complex, about 6 km in the outskirts. The city of Jaisalmer is in the Indian Thar desert, deprived of water. In 17th century, the king undertook a project...
The vastness of milky way and ambiguity of space was etherized by the chillness in air. In the distance I could hear the clatter of hoofs. It was 4 AM and time to start walking towards Bromo, an active volcano. Being at the caldera in the early hours gave me...
Unevenness of horizon is embraced by sky with full conformity. In the back alleys of Pushkar in Rajasthan (India), I saw a crippled man sitting between his stirrups. He seemed content, enjoying the song beamed from a very old radio, his only valuable material possession. While he had a...
Crawl to begin. Triumph to complete. Renounce to leave. I was born at Gorakhpur (India), a small but spiritually important town, located at the crossroads of a few places of spiritual importance. Lumbini, where Buddha was born, lies about 126 km to the North West. Kushinagar, where Buddha left his...
Close today was on horizon yesterday. What was cast on me had a source. I unfurled it one step at a time. Life sometimes appears to be a tapestry of confusion. It’s a feeling that is an outcome of looking at events from a low vantage point, limiting our...
Beauty, hidden in the veil. Chanced encounter, reveals it. “Look”, what an attitude! “Smile”, a sense of cooperation! Now was the moment. Mesmerized by their bright...
Purpose of life? performance of daily chores, or a song to be danced to? For the tribals living in the vicinity of sand dunes of Rajasthan, song and dance for the entertainment of travelers is their only source of living. Performance of this daily chore in the scorching desert...
Following my previous blog writing on Indian Sikh soldiers who went to Tibet in the year 1904, under Francis Younghusbands advance to Gyantse fort to nullify potential advances by Russians under the “Great Game” that could have moved them closer to India, it was picked up by a few organizations...
Our younger daughter, Datti Kaur was assigned a challenging assignment by her Art teacher to transform a match box. We were impressed with what she finally created. A replica of Canon EOS 1100D digital camera. In the recent parent-teacher meet, her Art teacher summarized her art effort as “WOW”. Datti...