I am a liar

During a photo shoot, where my focus was to bring out the intensity of her watchful eyes, I also had an opportunity to delve deeper into philosophy of Creation and Creators act of observing Himself through mortals eyes.   Ponder over the statement “I am a liar” – If I...

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Waiting for Godot

So often we come across people who seem to be living a life of ‘nothing’. Observing them, I have often wondered, if they are the victims of destiny or circumstances? Is their existence reeling under the drama of ’cause and effect’, the law of karma – ‘As one sows, so...

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Decay & transformation

Decay, a journey to death Transformation, a journey of youth   As she played the violin, a shimmering candlelight  created the moment of ecstasy, proclaiming that the next phase of transformation is awaiting to happen.   Death is the least understood and most emotional phenomena, mostly cloaked in stories from...

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Pravritti and Nivritti

        Life is a constant transition between two extreme states of Pravritti and Nivritti, challenging us to discover our balancing sweet spot. These two states of life are integral to the Indian philosophical systems.   Pravritti – A state of attraction, physical or mental, whereby observer identifies...

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Dance of celebration

When opposites collide, it results in conflict and hostility. In their embrace, there is love and friendship.   The law of creation is nothing else but a dance of celebration!   Mount Merapi, is the most active volcano in Indonesia, with a history of regular eruption since 1548. It last...

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Fence of destiny

In our journey from Kargil to Padum (Zanskar, India), we took a night break at the only guest house, managed by J&K Tourism at village Parkachik. It’s a region, nested in the fertile valley of Nun-Kun mountain, a mile from the majestic ice mass, called the Parkachik glacier. The villagers...

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Two sides of a coin

Two sides of a coin – such is the tale of independence. As India and Pakistan celebrate their freedom in August, one is forced to contemplate – “Freedom from whom?”. The British rule ended in 1947 and is indeed a reason to celebrate but for the entire Western front, Punjab,...

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Ashamed

Ashamed, she said “How can I show my face”? All my life I was looking forward to the day of my death. But now having killed my desires, what does the world have to say! I photographed this old lady outside Mother Teresa’s home for the homeless, in Calcutta. While...

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Marketplace

Anchor in your heart daily, do not wander in confusion, World is a mere illusion, people passing in confusion.   Today, while reading the above prose by Kabir on page 727 of Adi Granth, I was reminded of my walk in the narrow alleys of Bara Bazar in Shillong (Meghalay,...

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