‘ Every photo we take says something about our emotions at the moment of taking it. So this week, share an image where you see a particularly strong connection between what we see and what you felt as you pressed that shutter button on your camera or phone.
I look forward to seeing your photos!’
I love early mornings. There is something so beautiful and serene when we watch the sun rise. Once we were crossing this river and the sun was rising, it was moment of sheer tranquility and beauty.
‘When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky.’ ~Buddha
This week’s topic is Things that are Rough. Anything that feels rough to use. Anything sand paper, to gravel, to tree trucks, elephants trunk or cactus to be overly dramatic. Think of thanks that have bumps on them or possibly lots of screws such as in airplanes. An rusty crusty piece of metal.
These weighing stones were used long back to weigh something in a weighing balance. They are not used now.
The rough inflorescence of a palm tree
A rocky terrain in a garden
A sweet called Mysore pak being made on a rough stone stove:)
Dried rough leaves stacked to be used as manure.
We saw a vehicle taking dry, rough coconut husks:)
‘Tell someone you’re proud of just how proud you are.’
My parents got married in 1959, my father was 28 and mother 18. My father worked in the Indian railways and they have lived in different places in our country.
My father retired in 1987. Earlier they had purchased some land and a house in the small town where my maternal grandparents and family lived. They lived in that beautiful house till September, last year.
(With their great grandson)
My mother has always loved to worry. I used to tease her that she had really nothing much to worry about so she loved to worry about others and their life. She has also been scared about health problems. A slight change and she would worry about its effect on her health. Last year we came to know my father was slowly declining, mentally and physically. It was an adversity which she never imagined would come their way. She kept denying it. I was worried about her. Would she be able to face whatever was going to come their way?
‘Adversity is like a strong wind. It tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that we see ourselves as we really are.’ ~Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha
Then in October my brother came over and my parents went to their place. It would not be possible for them to stay alone. My mother had always believed they would stay in their home till the end of their days. Though it hurt to leave, she kept her mind open and learned to take what came their way. She learnt that from my father’s elder brother’s wife. It is very heartbreaking to see our loved ones becoming a different person in front of us and also to watch the steady decline.There is such a feeling of helplessness. But my mother is showing her true strength and looking after her dear husband with great love and care. Of course there is someone to help from morning to night. And most important there is family support, love and care from all of us and very precious love and support from my brother, sister-in-law and family. Family love and support, that is the most important thing in life. We are lucky if we have that. I am really proud of my mother.
‘There is in every true woman’s heart a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity; but which kindles up, and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity.’ ~Washington Irving, The Sketch Book, 1820
Abstract : Relating to or denoting art that does not attempt to represent external reality, but rather seeks to achieve its effect using shapes, colours, and textures.
A new beginning, sunrise
This week, let’s embrace the season: share an image that embodies the world or the weather where you live.
The word “seasons” can also describe a period or phase of your life. If this context resonates with you, share an image that expresses the seasonality of life itself or the present season of your life.
Last month my father-in-law was with us for some time. He has been an agriculturist all his life. He is 91. He was telling me about the paddy growing season every year.
After April 15th, paddy from the previous year is sprinkled all over the fields ploughed and made ready. After 41 days the small plants were replanted in an order.
By October paddy is ready for harvesting. The paddy fields look golden in colour.
By end of October, harvesting was completed and the grains stored safely.
The hay is then stacked.
Paddy season from mid-April to end of October.
In photography, we are taught many rules and guidelines about composing our images. One of the most basic is the rule of thirds. Cut your image area into a graph of nine (three vertical lines and three horizontal lines) and place your subject on one of the lines, avoiding the very center of your plane.
Art work in a ceiling, I wanted to show the sides more than the centre.
My husband and the Arabian sea .
‘This week’s topic is Things that are Smooth. Anything that your hand and touch and it feels smooth is allowed in this week’s challenge. ‘
This topic reminded of red-oxide floors. Earlier most of our houses had red-oxide floors. They were very smooth and cool.
These photos are of my parents’ home.They lived there for almost thirty years. They live with my brother now.
The next photo is my maternal grandparents’ home where we used to spend our summer vacations long back:) My youngest uncle and aunt live there now.
These days red-oxide floors are not made, it is usually vitrified tiles, marble or granite tiles.
A smooth metal bell in our temples .
Last month I had been to my brother’s place to be with my parents. My mother and I used to go for walks in the evening. It was good to be together and also fascinating to see our shadows going along with us. Shadows have always fascinated me.
Looking at them I was reminded of the words said by my friend. Her mother, who is no more, has always been her strength. Many of her words of wisdom have helped my friend to face whatever has come her way in life. Her husband is an alcoholic who has not helped her in any way. She is a house-keeping staff and has raised her children by herself and has also built a small house of her own. Her daughters are married. Her son and daughter-in-law live with her. Her husband is there too and whatever he earns is for his consumption. She works hard and believes in doing her best. Many a time we walk back together, she takes a bus back home from the main bus stand and I walk back home.
One of her favourite quotes is about shadows and hunger. Her mother used to say that our problems are like our shadows, they will always be with us, they cannot go with anyone else. Problems or shadows of others cannot come with us. It is the same with hunger. We have to deal with what is ours. We should not expect others to solve our problems. They might help us but we have to do whatever is to be done.
So true. These words of wisdom have helped my friend to face life with a very positive attitude.
‘Shadows are fascinating,
They have a dual personality
They are real and unreal.
They are there sometimes
Then they are not there.
Sometimes they are short,
Sometimes they are long.
They move in front of us
And sometimes behind us.
They are a part of us
And cannot be separated.
We are there,
They are there
And we are aware of them
Only when there is light
But they are always with us.
Very much a part of our lives.
Shadows are truly fascinating.’
A few months ago we had been to a temple of Lord Ganapati in a small hamlet. This small temple rests beneath huge boulders. Long back there were only the idols and about six hundred years ago a king of those times built walls for the idols. This temple is being looked after by the same family for generations.
Perspective – The appearance of things relative to one another as determined by their distance from the viewer
The river on the other side.
A few years ago we had been to Aurangabad. The Ajanta Caves are an experience of a lifetime. There is this view-point from where we can see the Ajanta caves in the distance. In 1819, John Smith , a British officer first sighted the caves from this place. They had been hidden from human eye for generations.
It is very difficult for us to imagine how these caves were made. They were not built from the base to the top , but from top to bottom. Here we can understand what it means when we say ,’where there is a will there is a way’.
And all the caves have paintings and sculptures which show how important appreciation of beauty has been and will always be, no matter where we are.For all those artisans and monks and others involved in the making of the caves, it was not just a work which they had to do but their way of realizing their true self. We can see their love and devotion in every inch of the caves.
Some of the caves were empty, sitting there was a very serene experience. Art imitates Life and Life imitates art. It goes together.