Dialogue is an engaging conversational exchange.
When it comes to photography, dialogue can be perceived as a consensual interaction between two images.
This photo was taken last week , it looks as if the mango tree and the coconut tree are busy talking to each other:))
Not far from our home is a temple on top of a hill . This road leads to near the temple courtyard and we can also walk up the steps.
Road to Home:)
Fray also means
to wear or cause to wear away into tatters or loose threads, esp at an edge or end, to become threadbare.
Every Deepawali, we light oil lamps ( diya) after sunset. Last year I had lit this lamp with two cotton wicks. The next morning I was surprised to see the cotton wicks which had been drenched in oil had become dry and threadbare. The black ants had been very busy:))
Recently, I read a very good and interesting book , ‘ A Life in Words’ by Ismat Chugtai. It has been translated from Urdu by M Asaduddin. Ismat Chugtai, (1911-1991) is Urdu literature’s most courageous and controversial writer. This book records the events of only a couple of years of her life. She writes about her days in Isabella Thoburn College in Lucknow and tells us about one of her teachers, Dr Tucker, who taught English and according to Ismat Chugtai she was like a river overflowing with knowledge. Dr Tucker could speak on any issue under the sun and little windows opened in one’s mind when one listened to her.
Windows in the mind, such a delightful expression and so expressive.
This reminded me of a book of short stories by Arthur Gordan called ‘ Through many windows’. He tells us about his aunt who had been the founder of Girls Scouts of America. She had told him, ‘ Each of us looks out on Life through windows of our own choosing, and each of must try to interpret the scenes and images that come into view’.
Ismat Chugtai’s book opened a window to a different world in a different time- the life of girls and women in those days and their struggles to achieve their dreams- a life so different and so same.
I have not taken any black and white photo, but I would like to post this photo.
It was taken by my father-in-law’s younger brother in early 1950s. It is their ancestral home in a small village.
I had posted a photo of this house in Cee’s fun foto challenge ‘ Squares, triangles and angles’.
There is a man made lake in our place. There is a walking track ( 2kms) around it. We have a great time walking there. The calm water and the beautiful sky make it a great evening.
The beautiful Ellora caves are in Aurangabad in the state of Maharashtra. we had been there in 2011. These caves with their beautiful sculptures are dedicated to Buddhisim, Jainism and Hinduism. They are awe inspiring.
This photo is of my husband in one of the caves
It is monsoon season now and we get heavy rains , but last two days we have been having a break.
This photo is in front of our home, it is raining and water is also falling down from the roof.
These beautiful flowers have been created from the waste pieces of bags. To hold the bag a piece is punched out from the top. That punched out material is used to create flowers.
Texture also means the visual and especially tactile quality of a surface.
The coconut is a very important part of our lives. We use the fruit, the water, the oil from dried coconut. It is grown widely in our place. When we remove the outer layer of the coconut, we get another layer which has a rough texture. We that have to break the brown shell to get to the fruit.