I took this photo while going for a drive with my dad. Even though it’s a little blurred there is something I like about this photo. The blurriness makes it look like everything is moving or changing. This kind of fits seeing how fast this city is developing. When I moved here 10 years ago this was a small town with old buildings and the outer areas that where all under development.
This street in the photo used to look dull with just a few streetlights here and there, potholes and only a few shops. The other side of the road is a huge pond. Within a span of a couple of years the road and the rest of the city got a makeover. The street is one of the best drives now. The road is smooth, the area with the pond resembles a small park and shopping complexes have come up on the other side.
What it reminds me of are my friends. High School was somewhat of a painful experience. The only good thing that happened to me there was the friends I made. Infact that is one thing I cherish the most about that place . Five years later we still remain the best of friends.
This photo is of the school corridors where we used to spent time during breaks – laughing,joking and making fun of each other.
No, not the one with the sparkling vampires. The natural twilight – soft glowing light from the sky when the sun is below the horizon.
Took this photo sometime last week just a few minutes after sunset. I haven’t done any editing other than cropping he photo a little bit. It looked beautiful as it is so didn’t see any need for adjustments.
Daily Prompt for the day asks photographers to show something on the topic “OTHER”. I wont say I qualify as a photographer yet, but I do love taking photos and sharing them here so going along with that idea for the prompt.
Other than writing and photography, another field I have interest in is music.
When I turned 19 I went a little crazy and decided I have the patience and skill to learn to play an instrument. Though the one I love the most is violin I bought a guitar instead figuring I’ll start with that. My dad told me not to because I have a habit of starting things and then leaving them mid way.
I bought it anyway and had every intention of proving him wrong. I played on and off for a year, learned the basic chords but just like most other “projects” of mine I left it. Now I just pick it up once in a while but those occasions are becoming rarer and rarer. In the end, it looks like I just gave my dad a reason to say “I told you so” (which he loves to do!) and smirk whenever he sees the guitar.
I spend first few years of my life in my grandparent’s house that had a beautiful garden and trees everywhere. It also had a great view of a part of the Western Ghats. I fell in love in nature at that point itself. The place I grew up in is a town named Palakkad in Kerala, India.
The first photo is the view we had from the terrace at my grandparent’s house. The hills you see in the photo are part of the Western Ghats and the region is known as Malampuzha.
The rest of the pictures where taken during a train journey which passes through Walayar Deer Sanctuary, Palakkad.
I had a hard time getting good shots from a moving train on my mobile camera so some parts of the photos look a little blurred.
This photo was taken in 2011 during a practice session on hunting skills . The mother cat was not my pet but was a frequent visitor and decided that my house was good enough a place to raise her kids.
These guys were quite adept at finding things to play with. As they grew up their mom started giving them lessons on hunting using ropes, paper balls or live rats. She would show them how to crouch, how to pounce and how to kill.Needless to say I wasn’t a fan of the live rat sessions because that meant I had to join them and I try to throw away the rat before they created a mess.
When this photo was taken their mom had finished a demo and left them to continue on their own while she watched from a distance. In their little kitten minds the rope probably took the form of a snake. They pounced and tugged and chewed it for a long time. Then got bored and went back to running around the house.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable. -- Bruce Lee
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