A Babbler's Brain Dump
Do you know what Asteria means? It's Greek for Star. And another word for my being consumed with fairlylores and skyverse 🙂 Chance encounters with two extremely beautiful, hardworking women; different generations, different fields of work but three things in common - sparkling hazel eyes, innocent yet contagious smiles, and childish eagerness to pose for... Continue Reading →
Roses have thorns or vice versa. It's all about perspective.
Tried to capture these tiny bubbles from the froth by keeping the shutter speed really low.I'm cheating on my DSLR 📸 with📱; having an affair with my #oneplus8pro ☺️Although DSLRs are undefeated kings of crisp and aesthetic photography, the features of #promode are also great to work with if the former feels bulky at times.
Ocean's Not Just For Humans. Its Mine Too: I bumped into him while taking a walk on the warms sands of Bogmalo beach in South Goa. Having distanced himself from the human pandemonium, he was making the best of his own space frolicking in the sun and the sea.
First photograph is of my nephew, Reyaansh, my sister's son. He has an aura of innocence that only angels possess. He's blessed with an incredible IQ and EQ for a 11 year old. Second is of my younger nephew, Kiaan, my bro's kid. He's 9, a seasoned storyteller (horror mostly), and a mind blowing artist.... Continue Reading →
B E A U T Y lies in the smallest of things, often invisible, rather ignored and oblivious to a naked eye.Such as these brilliant green epiphytes living and thriving on every branch of the tree, the deep cleft splitting the stem into two; makes me wonder how it must have happened and who's habitating... Continue Reading →
I let my mind wander when my body cannot. Right now it's wandered off among the mist-shrouded hills of #Mahabaleshwar.That's the Kalsubai Peak rising up in the background.I very much miss the mystifying monsoons of Mahabaleshwar!
Bougainvillea, tiny little flower with a mighty difficult name!Various other plants might have been a part of the school curriculum. But bougainvillea was the first one I actually got acquainted with. Memories of its lush foliage peeping across from a neighbouring compound into our tiny lane, offered respite to the dusty brown path beneath, it's... Continue Reading →
Is it really freedom if one is watched upon all day?
Natasha Gracious 