interlude

Art . Travel . Tea mnemonics of happiness

of adorned walls and crowded lanes,  a city with a sea and some hills,  serenity in its loud hauls,  searching for a sudden pause... ...i'm no swag, i'm simple, plain, rather ordinary. I have no jazz, only a simple head that is capable of thinking, dissecting and deciphering. I have studied varied subjects, all had one conclusion keep it simple, yet there is pressure to maintain an image, a facade, a shell that is sophisticated, polished to let others slip..I rather not do that. I would rather embrace others! I'm Bombay!  as soon as you step in, you are part of this well orchestrated band.. familiar faces, familiar language, not so familiar landscape...and a constant awareness of running into people you might have met in the years gone by! memoirs of the 3 beautiful days // Dec 2014 in middle of absolute chaos, to be able to hear your heart, loud... ... more

Since the time I started clicking, I always planned on doing a calendar, until today it never happened for many reasons...all gone with 2014. Here it is, 2015...a collection of images, numbers and seasons put together in one sheet, stacked! Each picture has a story, each story, it's characters... poignant, flamboyant, notorious, pensive, alive...