|A temple in Manali had an idol at the corner which was a bit strange|
Monday, February 28, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
|A writing on a huge rock at the foothill of Skandagiri, near Banaglore|
"SMOKING ALKOHAL DRINKS OR PLASTIC ITEMS DO NOT ALLOWED
IF USED RS 500 WILL BE FINE"
( I am glad they didn't write "WAY TO HELL" at the bottom)
Forest dept says "500rs will be fine". Traffic Police says "200rs is fine". Police constable says "anything is fine". How many pockets have we filled like this? How much of this will go to govt.
First place, why do we break rules? Why do we dirty the places? When I went to Skandagiri for the first time, it looked much cleaner, there was lesser crowd and decent crowd. The 4th time (and the last time) I had been there the place had completely changed. There were people asking for parking charges; there were people forcing us to take the guides though we knew the route. Most of the way up towards the top of the hill was littered. To add to all this, the top of the hill was like a fish market. Bottles around, bonfires in few places, loud music on the hill and few drunken people screaming and dancing. I believe because such people are there, more exploitation happens.
Though I know these things will never vanish, but still hope that people show some mercy on such places and leave them alone. Hope they get some manners. And finally, hope that we never get to see such a display again :-)
Monday, February 14, 2011
|Bed of roses|
On this day whether love gets its appreciation or not, Roses are surely sold costly :-)
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
A pothole displayed such a reflection where I could see the Sun on the left, A tree popping up from the bottom left corner, dark clouds in the sky as an eagle flies high in the sky, and finally a cross kind of a post on the right of the frame. What else can I say, Intriguing Reflections!!
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
|The fields submerged in the golden light of a beautiful morning|
After every dark evening, a new day arrives. A very old saying, still holds true anytime. Bitter experiences and bad times startle the calmness of life. We always have gone through tough times, every one has. Every new tough situation still makes so much of impact. It seems impossible to overcome these problems. The best thing is to look back and realize that you had gone through such situations before and also managed to pull yourself out of it. Every time we cross this hurdle, we are more experienced and possibly be more matured.
Look forward for a new day, a new beginning and bathe yourselves in the golden light of life.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
|A small kid at Dhankar Monastery with chocolates in hand and an intriguing expression on the face|
Monday, February 7, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
|Beautiful flower stands out in a cluttered bush|
No matter what the current situation is or whatever worst situation comes in, there is something lives in everyone (and it should), called as hope. Whenever I feel or hear about his word called "Hope" one dialogue from the famous "The Shawshank Redemption" movie comes to my mind.
"Hope is a good thing; may be the Best of things; and no good thing ever dies"
It is so rightly said. It is always a difficult thing to hope for the best when everything around is falling apart. But every individual, whether aware or not, always carries a hope that things will be better, more beautiful or anything that they are hoping for and that drives everyone's life.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
|An artist, sits in Cubbon park to paint a live scene|
Being a photographer, I would have thought what's the point in sitting and painting when I can just click the same scene and move on. But still, the art has it's own place. A photograph and a painting of the same scene, talks two different characters altogether. Artists have great passion and there is so much to learn from them. Sitting in a park where he might get the crowd staring at him, still without being conscious making that painting is such a wonderful job.
PS: Photographers are also artists when they use the camera in an artistic way. I hope I become one in few years. :-)
Friday, February 4, 2011
|Grey wagtail at the shores of a beautiful lake|
Read my today's travelogue on a place called Thattekere near Bangalore here: Thattekere Lake - RagihaLLi - Bannerghatta
A small monkey vehemently looks at the people, while the mother climbs the tree, assuming a threat from the nearing people.
I don't think anyone would disagree, if I say that mother is the ultimate support for anyone on this earth be it a human being or any living creature. It is something that never breaks or vanishes; something that we all hold on to in our toughest of the times; something that is guaranteed to see us through.
Just thought I will add this thought too from a friend Sushil (Comment in the same page) :
"I think defining/expressing what mother means to someone is impossible, its something which can be only felt. Priceless."
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
|Another busy morning|
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
|A small tomato, plucked from a farm in the outskirts of Bangalore|
It is strange, isn't it, how small things like this suddenly make their presence and value felt. Recently with the food inflation going high, everyone has been talking about the vegetables and prices. Probably only during this time, most of us realize, what all vegetables mom brings home. The other day in one of the hotels or some other place, I heard a person shouting on someone who dropped a small bag of vegetables."Do you know the price of this?" In a way I feel it is better, once in a while such a thing should happen where everyone starts valuing smallest and cheapest of the things. It can also be a campaign for food saving. ;-)