In many of our homes, big, round copper vessels are installed in the bathroom to make hot water. Beneath the vessel , from outside the house , there is a place to light the fire using wood or the dried fronds of coconut tree or the dried outer skin of coconut. In these photos fire… Continue reading The daily Post Photo Challenge : Warmth
Mumbai is a fascinating city, it is said to be a city of hopes and dreams. Those who have lived there do not like to be anywhere else. I was there from 1979 to 1982 studying BA. Few years ago we had been there. The first photo is of my college, Wilson College, set up… Continue reading Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Cities and City Structures
We wish you all a very happy Christmas and a Happy New Year. I am very glad to be a part of WordPress. Sitting at home, it has opened a whole new world to me. Thank you. This is one of my favourite quotes, by Gerald Massey. ” Not by appointment do we meet delight… Continue reading Wishes 🙂
The beautiful golden yellow paddy field is so rich and warm. Beautiful yellow flowers offered to God This small, beautiful yellow wild flower
All those children, in the Army School, in Peshawar, Pakistan. They were killed indiscriminately and many, very cold-bloodedly. They were made to stand near the wall and just killed in front of all the others. This will always be a part of the lives of those who survived. Emotionally and physically scarred. Why such violence?… Continue reading A Grain of Sand
This year in October, my father enjoying his great grandson 🙂 A few years ago, my father loves photography, his camera is always with him .
The Golden yellow paddy fields make the landscape so rich and beautiful:) Sunset , the beach and the Arabian sea 🙂
My father-in-law looking at his great grandson, our daughter’s son. His profile reflects his love and affection.
These photos are of the road beside the Marina beach, Chennai. We were there for an early morning walk. The first photo is before sun rise and the second after. The street lights twinkle like stars.
Every evening, I see an old lady walking up our road, with a bag in her hand. She delivers milk and flowers to some house, quite a distance away. Maybe all that walking has kept her fit. I don’t think she really has to go herself, but it looks as if she enjoys herself. She… Continue reading The Extraordinary Ordinary