Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

canines and chaos


































Winters bring infinite joys. One of them being the Canine club dog show along with its huggable little furries! Some pictures from dogs day out :)

Saturday, December 10, 2011

The world can wait





Street children of Kolkata. Childhood cinders tucked in the daily struggle for survival. The streets their playground and their classroom. All the knowledge that will drive them in life dwells in the streets we walk everyday.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

...remember me on your wedding day, and send me a piece of cake!









































My lovely sister, who just got married.

Pl do enlarge the 'horizontal' image, it really makes marriage seem tempting :)

Friday, November 18, 2011

You be cheating on me?





















Street vendors and their flair for hisaab!And the never ending paucity of change!

'Did she just click me? 'A line I heard a number of times when I turned around to leave. Oh and their were others too.
'Are you from phoreign?
'Which paper are u with?'

And not to forget'
'Shobayi ei dike takan, chhobi tola hoche!' ( Everyone, look this way, a photo is being taken)

Simple joys of life.


Yes, solitudes. One cannot weigh it most of the time. Some doors, they don't open.(right. I wanted this line aligned with the first pic but oh, hell.)

From my windows, I peek.


The wait is too long
Each hour I sit
Pining and whining
The door is barred
My hands smell
of iron rods
For they have clasped too long
The curtains drawn
As I pretend you'll come
And unlock the portals...

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

The pious and the feline

My cat has a companion, equally terrified of me. Little tuxedo sisters, conspiring against me and my camera. Some snaps from the dusty desks.
Let me eat in peace!

singing along


So many songs on the streets of the lazy city of Kolkata.
Songs people have forgotten and all that remains are slowly humming buzzes and the cacophony of chaotic chores coming to life. Thses are early morning snapshots of the locality of New Alipore. In my previous post, a lady in a sari, who I promised I'll send her picture to.
The little toyhouse like dwelling which is safely tucked away in a galli and refuses to display its fiasco of colours unless run into. The green windows, a loud echo from yesteryears, looks onto Kolkata. And these green windows are faithful spies on every facade of Kolkata. One can never excape them when they are in this town.
Early morning tea stalls are also shared by many. A place for untimely 'adda' and quick bites and morning newspaper reading. The streets are waiting. Nobody seems to see the hustling that goes on here. Its unlike any city anywhere in the world. In fact, an eco system in its own right, the mosaic of activities, colours and expressions on the streets of Kolkata seem to have eluded everyone. I only want to venture out and paint a picture of it. If these pictures can speak out, I must be doing something right.