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2017 ended with a photo-walk to Safdarjung’s Tomb in New Delhi. Although I grew up merely a kilometer away from this historic site, and must have visited it at one time or another, I had no recollection of the beauty of its architectural grandness. The morning was foggy and thus the exteriors were difficult to capture in frame. The inside was however a different story altogether.
Out on a jungle safari in Corbett National Park and although we didn’t come across any tigers, we did get to see a wide range of animals and birds. Often in the excitement of seeing a tiger, we miss out on the other natural beauty that surrounds us in National Parks. Here though it seems like an awkward moment where we might have interrupted a sky couple out for a walk who are obviously trying their level best to tell us that they aren’t “together” yet.
Our for a photography walk in Ancient Delhi and this little one decided to join us for a while.
Cambridge is a picture perfect English city that livens up on bright sunny days as people come out to sit by the River Cam, explore its many streets, relax in the gardens, or just take in the natural surroundings while gently swaying in a punt.
A walk to re-discover my city, New Delhi, resulted in not only finding and being awed by the beauty of street art that gives the dull cream walls of the Lodi Colony some colour but also the chance to meet the locals and interact with them a little. This boy, along with two of his friends, surrounded me and demanded that I take photos of them too. For some spectacular art and all the information check out Lodi Art District – Discovering Urban Art in Delhi
A child’s peddle scooter at the Heritage Transport Museum; I can’t really point out what fascinates me the most about this photograph. Is it the bright colour, or the texture of the wall, maybe its the nostalgic sentiments, or the memories that someone somewhere has of riding this little piece of beautiful machinery?
When I got a chance to visit the Lodi Art District in New Delhi, from what I had seen before, I expected a few walls being painted with “street art”. Instead what I found was that the entire locality played like a little maze where keen admirers like myself can walk through the lanes in the hope of finding new art with every turn. Not only was it the official urban art that was exciting, but finding small gems like the photo above – which is actually the blinds of a restaurant – that made the day all the more special.
This photo is as vintage as it gets for me – in terms of my travel journey as an adult. Taken in Istanbul sometime in 1997 on one of those panoramic cameras where the film could only be developed at specialized places, I love the suitableness the photograph. Not planned, but the casual conversation going on between the three men with the city in the backdrop and the genuine antique-ness of the print, all adds up.
I might not know a whole lot about architecture, but there is something rather comforting about it, and when you add the charm of coffee-shops/cafes to it, then it’s not difficult for views like this to woo me away. This and lot more architectural and natural beauty to be discovered in Cully, Switzerland and you can get a glimpse of it on the blog.
One of my favorite “architectural” photographs which captures Old Town Geneva, Windows with shutters, some with blinds, and the breaking up of the lines via the lampshades, it really came out well in the black and white format.
Having being born and raised in India, there is something inherently fascinating about experiencing snow in the middle of the year – peak Indian summer months. As our train left Zermatt for Gronergrat, the scenery changed from the green mountainsides to a white blanket covered topography that brought about lots of “ooohs” and “aaaahs” from everyone in the train.
I love everything vintage, and this Oliveitti typewriter was one among a few that were on display in The Book Barge a Floating Bookshop that I came across in Birmingham, UK. And now I regret not buying the book – Dali & Film – standing next to it.
Paris mon amour – I have had the pleasure of being in this metropolitan world city a few times over the decades and never has it failed to amaze me. It’s beauty from atop is as splendid as is its charm from within. A game that I often play while walking in Paris is “Spot the Eiffel” and this photograph, with its antique look, remains a personal favourite.
The juiciest, yummiest, drool worthy tomatoes I have ever had. Obviously I wasn’t aware of the fact when I took the photograph, bit so glad that I did. The background of the vintage wooden dinner table turned out to be perfect. Taken in Corseaux, Switzerland, you should read about the 10 Must Eats (And Drinks) in Switzerland before heading out there.
I visited Switzerland for the second time in my life last summer – the first time was a blur – and till then I would always think “how pretty could it really be that people rave about it all the time?”. That all changed as soon as we took a drive from Geneva airport, along Lac Leman, to the town to Vevey. There’s no denying that natural beauty in Switzerland is unparalleled and presents itself in different forms across the country. This photo was taken while on a walk in Lauterbrunnen: The Land of Waterfalls.
The wide-eyed amazement on this boy’s face is what the power of story telling is all about. A trip to a nearby village and a day full of wonder and amazement. Read about it in The joy of Storytelling.
There’s something about his face that makes this one of my favourite profile photographs. Taken in New Delhi where artisans from Bengal come down to the city every year to make idols for Durga Puja. The lines on his face and bags below his eyes, he worked with determination as a man who had his life to the craft. See the work done by him and others in The Goddess and Mortals of Durga Puja.
Everyone is aware of the natural beauty that graces Switzerland, but the Swiss are true connoisseurs of art and architecture, evident from just looking around and admiring sculptures, fountains, buildings, street art, and the likes that can be found across all cities, towns, and villages of the country. This here is a magnificent fountain at The Jardin Anglais in Geneva.
I might have been invading their privacy a little here, but these two green love birds with the backdrop of magnificent engravings on a monument in the Qutub Minar complex where calling to be photographed.
The beauty of the Terraced Vineyards of Switzerland is breathtaking. Small Swiss villages dot the hilly region and make for the most picturesque locations next to the rather dramatic Lac Leman. Still a very underrated and relatively tourist free region of the country, it is also home to many celebrities.
I have always been shy of taking photographs of people. The occasional street photography aside, I never could muster up the courage to talk to people and make them comfortable enough to let me “click” them. Things are changing now though. I have become interested in profiles and close ups of faces, although with slight hesitation. I do however feel that sometimes asking for permission – and by no means am I promoting voyeurism – results in the subject being too conscious, just like these three boys I came across in Delhi while looking at Durga Goddess idols being made. Nevertheless, I am happy with the photos from that entire excursion called The Goddess and Mortals of Durga Puja
I asked if I could take a photograph of hers. She nodded her head positively and looked at the camera with a serious expression. I said “Hanske” (with a smile). She didn’t understand and looked at me confused. I then smiled, pointed at my teeth and said again “daanth, haste huey” (Teeth, laugh). She finally understood, felt shy for a second, said something to the woman next to her, and gave me this genuine almost spontaneous smile in return. This and a lot more when you read about Nandgaon Holi: A Colourful Experience.
Although it has shut-down since the time I took this photograph, the Blue’s Brothers Coffee Shop in Amsterdam was really quite a place to get “high”. Besides the obvious link to the film, I loved the architecture of the building it was housed in. You can still read An Outsider’s Guide to Amsterdam for tips and recommendations.
No eggs, No non-vegetarian, and no cash register either. Visited Laxmi Mishthan Bhandar in Jaipur and was pleasantly surprised by how old school it is. The Metal box next to the “cashier” is where all the money went and change came out. The bills were hand written. The food so delicious and filling, my lunch sent me into a deep slumber and kept me full till the very next morning. Read all about this legendary place in Laxmi Mishthan Bhandar – Eating in the Past.