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Fate is a funny thing. When you try to make your own destiny, serendipity does help, apart from your determination and nerve. But when things start moving away from your clutch, everything start crumbling. Murphy’s law, right? Nope. Fate.
Continue readingThere was not an iota of me in me. Me was rogered. I was sandpapered into a million desires that screamed of just you. You were everywhere. Eyes saw you, palm felt you, eyes drank you, palm ravened you, eyes savoured you, palm clinched you. You always knew my cravings were not short-lived. And you tempted me all the more.
Continue readingI can see the maggot. It is creepy. Creeping in. Yes, not very far. Just a glance away. Peddling into my territory. My heart. There is an ache.
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The only refuge for her was praying to the Almighty. She knew if nothing would work, at least her prayers would. Someone will answer her prayers someday. There must be a guiding light, a voice that will tell her that what she’s seeking is just around the corner. That hardship is over, happiness & contentment will be a way of life.
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Yeh makaan kiraye ka hai
Isme na bhar aur yaadein
Ghar hota to alag boat hoti
Eento main bhi jagah bana lete
Our client, SNTTA Travel & Tour, was developing a calendar themed Festivals of the World wherein my picture was used for Bali Arts Festival (June). The text in the calendar has been written by me, while I managed the whole project end-to-end.
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These camels though are not the kind you must have usually encountered or seen. They are small, slender and bony. As if they were not fed enough. But then these are bred for races, showing valour not typically seen in camels.
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She sat hunched on her knees, eyes bereft of remorse yet welled up, occasional hiccups bringing a kind of comic relief in that tense moment. She was accused of theft, a grave offense given that maids are supposed to be loyal to the core.
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In India, a house is not ‘home’ until there is a Bai rustling up her magic broom there. She’s the harbinger of cleanliness, convenience and sanity, a God-sent figure who fights the rogues called dirt, teaches messiness a lesson and brings order in disorder.
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Once upon an old forgotten time there was a mythic bird that could change shapes to become a unicorn to gallop across water, become a dragon and spit fire, become a dinosaur and feed on animals. It would nest on cloud, dance on fire, swim into the seas, fly faster than wind and higher than heavens.
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Ayana Resorts & Spa is not the place to stay if you have plans to walk around the city, go clubbing in other cities, or take a city tour. Because it is a city in itself! You need to stay here to explore its beauty and magnitude
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This was my first attempt at maternity photo-shoot which took 2 days to cover a couple of locales and moods.
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Maldives is made up of about 1200 coral islands grouped together in 26 atolls. One of the most dispersed countries. There are about 100 coral islands converted into resorts, while 200 odd more are inhibited. This makes a vacation in Maldives a lot different from any of beach vacations.
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The smell of iron or metals in a train brings back memories of long train journeys. And the smell in the air! How do I elaborate on the smell of autumn, of the onset of winters and the way everything starts becoming romantic, eventually becoming quixotic in winters.
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Jamaican Food. The name itself conjured up good images of drool-worthy barbeques and some spicy overtones.
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And it’s not just about food. Even the famed Rajasthani hospitality could be glimpsed at Manvaar, where the servers treat you like acquaintances than customers.
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You are the orange of my summer You are the lime of my prime With you the fizz of spring pops up With you the crunch of nuts crack up
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It’s funny how taste buds and perspectives change when you shift to another city or country. When I came to Dubai, I was that snooty guy from Delhi who knew his food very well, had that air of pride that he had sampled the whole of Delhi.
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