Posts in Category: Photo Essays

The Queen of the Adriatic – Venezia

Little Hands & Feet

Only where children gather is there any real chance of fun  … Mignon McLaughlin

Behold the child…


Friends in sea…

Behold the child, by nature’s kindly law

Thrilled with a rattle, tickled with a straw

A livelier playing gives her youth delight

Fountain of compassion, Light of lights

Behold the child…


Cheerful and Playful

Dreamer and Creator

Fearless and Kind

Behold the child…

Hampi, India. 2012

Hampi, India. 2012

Hampi, situated in southern India, had its first inhabitants in 1CE but gained prominence under the reign of Krishnadeva Raya. It became the capital town of Vijayanagara Empire in the period 1336 to 1565. Today the ruins are UNESCO World Heritage Site.

Legend, myth, and history is blurred at this place which once took 380,000 people under its care.  The scene today remains mesmerizing.  Boulders soaked in history and shaped by nature, rise alongside manmade structures in praise of God.

Seen in the picture here (backdrop) is the 49m high main gate of the Virupaksha Temple, also known as the Pampapathi temple, and dedicated to Shiva. It predates the founding of the Vijayanagara empire. Apart from Shiva, the temple complex also contains shrines of the Hindu goddesses Bhuvaneshwari and Pampa.


See more pictures of the Virupaksha Temple complex below.



I do not know how and why this page came up… I was browsing through my library of photographs and my thoughts moved them around like pieces of paper in a storm.  Combinations were formed and washed up in high tide of emotion, till these three remained and I casually labeled them all “Conversations”.

Father and Daughter


Each of these pictures invokes warmth and curiosity, and the emotions from a warmed up heart belly dance their way up to my curious mind.  Every time I look at them I see and feel things that I had not sensed before – like a child in awe watching the conjuror’s coin.  I encourage you to hear the silent words in these pictures with your own personally motivated interpretations.

On Phone

… And then I ask myself  “What are these people discussing? Do we need at least two people to engage in a conversation? Can we not converse in solitude?”