As good as it Gets

This I feel is a great catch by my Sony Ericsson K810i. No image modification here. Infact I shot this little dragon fly with help from my bike lamp.

Hyderabad 10K

The 10k started off on a great note and lot of rejoicing. There was a note of sadness attached too, of an unpleasant incident that was too dear for all of us to forget in all the revelry, the Mumbai Carnage. This run was thus a tribute to the Spirit of India. It now stood for reasons above & beyond those imagined by the promoters of Good Health & Good Spirit. 10k-Revised thus stood for Unity, Peace & Brotherhood and the Rising of India from Goodness to Greatness. It was a movement in support of all Mumbaikars and their togetherness, for the civilians and forces that lost their lives to some irrational terror causing maniacs. Dear Mumbai keep up that spirit, do not give in and keep giving us the strength and inspiration that ye possess. In the End... All good things sometimes get lost in the run. Such is the case with Hyderabad 10k. The picture depicts the waste produced in a time frame of 2 hours. And this is just a fraction of the waste generated. Good things sometimes tend to get shadowed by unforseen ugliness, losing their shine, thus tainting the larger picture. If only we can correct or rather be cautious in our actions, we will have a better & brighter future.

Hairy Pals

These hairy ones make a great shoot. They make hell of a noise and they are real good at it.

I caught these somewhere in Dalhousie bylanes and they were very happy to meet me.

These two remind me of a character from Tintin. Now who can tell which one. Where are all the Tintin fans.

Bugged

This is one great find. I've seen plenty of Lady Birds, but first time I saw them hanging around in groups. Thats a new behaviour. For me thats a very good pic. Any comments.

Tv = 1/60; Av = 3.2; ISO set Auto

Introducing the Camera: S3IS

Turkey Duck: This is the name I was told for the birdie. But after several verifications I could not confirm. Well it certainly reminds me of the Star Trek character 'Worf'. So for all purposes it is to be called Worf till someone out there can confirm Worf real name. I met Worf in Dalhousie and he surely was one Tough Guy. Beware next time you are anywhere close, this guy can be daunting. So with this entry, I have made my Mobile Blog a combi. Till next entry, ciao.

Beauty lies beyond Sight

Now this one is a great catch. Have been inactive with my blogging and it is sad, but then the drought has to end. Do give this shot a good thought. Tell me what you see. This is one of my best mobile shots and the experts will agree. But it came naturally, not much of an effort. Ciao

What is Life!

A whisper in the Woods, a rustle amongst the Trees, trickling rain drops, a painting of the Clouds on a cold morning Sky, a cup of coffee with the rising Sun, a glimpse of the morning Rays filtering through the Leaves, a fist full of the cool earth, the clattering of the horses' hooves as they trot by, the plaintive notes of the Cuckoo with the first Rain, the crow of the Cock at the hint of Dawn, a brush of the east Winds as you laze by the water front, the sounds of the alive jungle as you tread by, the gliding swallows on a breezy day and the swaying trees dancing to the zephyr; then what is Life, if not Poetry in Motion.

Miss you Ma...

This was when I took Mummy to a park by the name NTR Garden in Hyderabad. It was a nice little walk and an animated talk (that we usually get into). Mom is like a friend who has veto powers. I enjoy seeing mummy happy and try to compensate the times we were away; whole of my growing up years. Any thing for you Mom.

Ekta

I always wonder about us humans. We are social, as well as we are born racial. We divided the world into colonies, states and nations, into languages and dialects, into religions, and then into race and colour. Though it may sound odd but we Indians are the most racist. If we look back to our childhood, surely there would have been one boy or girl whom we would have teased either for their voice, nose, or colour. East or West, colour of a person defines his limitations. All adds playing on TV in India feature a fair girl or a handsome boy who is also fair. I will leave it at this. The painting above done by a school kid, speaks volumes. To quote it in english, "Temples, Mosques and Churches have divided God, but please dont divide Man & his kind".

Monsoons touch base

Well they are here, the Monsoons bless Hyderabad today, the 9th of June. Two days late, but a relief to the parched earth. The influence of the Monsoons can be felt across India, soaking all classes equally, wetting all faiths similarly and refreshening the Nation and its spirit eternally.

Human Melee

A bee-hive of activity, this world is being marauded by one set of creatures, us humans. With the kind of evolution adaptation show by humans, there is no second challenge to us other than aliens. But if one has to introspect, then one will realise that we need no aliens to exterminate this living being. We are a threat to ourselves. To be more precise, we have become the Aliens we fear.

An Overcast Skyscape

The Monsoons visit Hyderabad every year on the 7th of June. This year however, we were left gazing at an overcast sky on that day. When the Monsoons arrive on the 7th every year, the elders who have been in ths city since the time of the Nizams, refer to this climatic change as "Mirag", as in "Mirag lag gaya".

However this year 'Mirag' has been delayed.

The sound of the Monsoons

What defines India or rather what is the identity of the Indian Sub-continent? The Monsoons are very much part of our existance and the whole nation depends on their timely arrival for a living and sustenance. It is our blood line for survival, the bonding glue, the liberator and very much part of our ecosystem.

Photography

One must have a passion in life. If i have got any close to having one, then it is photography. It is like getting into a new dimension, one filled with beauty and grace, of wilderness and beautiful face, of soulfulness and sanctity, of peace and flamboyance and much more. How would the world be without any admirers. This art of photography is the work of the Admirers.

Mothers

Why are mothers so patient. What makes them so resilient. If Allah has made us out of earth, then surely they must have been made out of something priceless. I will not say gold for a golden vessel is placed in the showcase, while the earthen pot fills empty stomachs. Surely the earth used to create mothers must have been the finest, straight from heaven. Mothers never age. They will cook you the tastiest dish when you come back home. They will tender to you even when they fall sick. Mummy will be always there waiting for me, irrespective of whatever ghastly hour i come back. Mummy will never cry out in pain, but her heart will pain for the tiniest injury that i may have been inflicted with. Mothers will be more overjoyed of our success than we ourselves. May we be able to do the tiniest bit for our Mothers that be worthy of a fraction of their infinite sacrifices. May we be worthy of their labour. Amen. For all mothers. Especially for my mom-ma, momma.

Intimidating Predator

Our friend here is as cool as ice in the Alps but as cold as the deep dark Oceans. He is not a stranger to us but may very much become one for our future generations. His life is as simple as the hermit and ours as extravagant as the sun that keeps radiating and losing energy so that one day it will become a black hole and will as well take life on earth to extinction.

My point is simple, lets just do our bit and nature will take care of the rest. We may not have many Steve Irwins, nor as dedicated souls as his family, but we cannot let his life's work go unanswered. To put it to you clearly; its time to Wake up. Rise to the callin...

Nature callin...

It took me a while to register that the little croc was as noble as any baby in this world. It hardly moved while resting on the palms of my hand. In a world of high speed business, we have forgotten all about the balance which has helped evolution. We are just moving, growing in total chaos, ready to go overboard. God help us realise our limitations.

Crocs rock

This is one of its kind. Crocs in the pic have posed for group snap. They were all smiles, enjoying their stay at the crocs park 45kms from Chennai. If you wish to support their diet or help out in any way, write to mcbtindia@vsnl.net

Delight

In continuation with the daughter father image, this little one was sitting to the right of his papa. A very delighting experience, the whole affair.

Love u papa

A loving father treating his little one to cool ice cream. The right summer chill in chennai