Fun pics

Some images speak for themselves. 
Enjoy this one as much as I did shooting.

Land of the Himalayas

Chestnut Shouldered Petronia is also known by the name Yellow - Throated Sparrow. As visible distinctly on its throat is yellow ribbon type patch as if the little one is wearing a collar.

I was lucky to get a good number of pictures to do a thorough study. During our Honeymoon trip, Mariam and I were trekking in the hills by the side of the Sattal lake near Almora, when I sighted this bird doing rounds & feeding its young ones holed up in a pine tree trunk.

We spend near about an hour observing the pretty bird. I started crawling towards it nest, and on spotting my approach, the Petronia decided to play patient. Also an owl threatened perched from a near by tree. Little Petronia's call was sharp and sweet very unlike a sparrow's. It moved to the nest only after I withdrew to a safe distance.

Tv = 1/320; Av = 3.5; ISO set Auto; f = 72 mm; White Balance set Auto

Heart of the City Stinks

The Hussain Sagar Lake is the Heart of Hyderabad. Come summer and the Lake stinks. This is due to negligence of the Muncipality and unawareness amongst the Citizens about Sanitation and Hygiene. Long polluted, the Lake has been crying to be given fresh breath of Life. Come early morning and the area around the Lake is alive with joggers, morning walkers and fitness seekers; come evening and the Lake plays host to Love Birds; if one hangs around then a Beautiful Sunset awaits you. All those city dwellers who are regular takers of the Lake's services forget about its pangs. None of us wake up and wish to take up the cause of cleaning the Lake. The Lake is also still managing to draw beautiful birds and many rare winter birds to frequent the dying Lake. Wake up All you Citizens of Hyderabad and save this dying Lake. Today it stinks, tomorrow we will.

Just a passing Thought

What a fool am I, to be in a pit filled with snakes and believe that a beautiful lady would lend me a hand and offer me honey water and fruits.

A mouthful of Sky

When did I last look up? What is the price I pay to be in the rat race? At the end of it what do I achieve, a back problem, or hypertension, or something worse - loss of peace of mind. And today when I look up, I feel so peaceful under this roof which no one can snatch away from me. I feel peace at heart on such a wonderful thought. What is the price I pay for a bundle of nothing.