Okay fine ! Pushkar claims that he does not have the photographs... well i can give him the benefit of doubt on that... In case you are reading, let me clarify dumbass this is not an apology .... u still have the rest of the photos ...
me taking a break .... midterms approaching... plus there is this project for the nautanki called INDEX (Information by Disguised EXperimentation- a fare where we make the jimmy out of some 8000 Lucknow junta)... LOL can't stop imagining Iyer cringing ....
The same evening after the rains, I was looking out of my hostel verandah . Saw this Lamp. It was lovely. Didnt mean much to me. Though, I must admit, lamps have always been a fascination which Anand and I shared from the Icfaitech days. On the way of our after dinner walk, there was a lamp just above a broken structure of brick that might have been a store room at some point I guess . Every photographer would have lusted for this sight.
And I know we had captured that snap. I had it before I gave the photographs to Pushkar for scanning and uploading. Apparently Pushkar is extremely busy with his exciting and engrossing life. So he did not get any time to upload the snaps in the one year that went by. Or may be there are no scanners in the shanty-town that Bangalore is. :-)
The photograph is in its purest form. It has been taken from a 4.0 magapixel digicam which Motin my neighbour owns. And I am not a photographer by any means.
By the end of the previous line, I had realized I had just achieved a record of a kind. My longest post on this blog.
I was reading an Organizational behaviour book by a "renowned" author,which mentioned weather does not affect emotions and moods. This just shows what kind of crap shapes our mind. I know whenever it gets cloudy in the evening and is almost about to rain, a range of emotions rush in to my head and express themselves in forms that i can't even recall.
This time the monsoon rains brought with them a new hope to my life which was heading towards detour. It miraculously washed away all the diseases my mind was infested with. And it (along with my "Monsoon rhyme" playlist) provoked me into poetry for the first time since class 8.
This photograph signifies all that. The original photograph was so great that I felt like a sinner when I was about to edit it . So I have included the original as well.