Walks to Remember: Qutb-Minar!
Walks to Remember is a new series to aggregate my photographic experiences, which I’ve started doing every Saturday morning.
I started these walks to kindle the much needed learning sessions in my photography. They say you always have to utilize the Golden hours, that is the reason I have chosen mornings.
Though this episode is second in the series chronologically, but I was excited enough to put it first.
Qutb-Minar is the first image that comes in mind, when you hear Delhi. It has really become an emblem of Delhi. All the government post-cards, tickets and posters have it on them.
I entered Qutb-Minar at 6:45AM. I was the first visitor, and it was so fresh there with mist on the grass, first sun-shine cruising through fog, golden sun-shine on Minaret and birds chirping allover. I think it’s the best time to visit any monumental place, and this is a big realization that came through my mind. I really tried to capture it from all angles possible.
It really takes your attention to the past, when this 79m tall minaret would have been erected. Rest these photographs say!
I always had this exquisite feeling about Chamba, glimpses of it always traversed the corners of my mind. Pictures of high grasslands, where Gaddi moved their flocks of sheep; beautiful people living their life in most cultured way; hills echoed in their beautiful mountain music, and much more which I think any Himachali would have experienced. It’s simply because it has always been a symbol of very an ancient Himachali culture, be it’s songs, folklore or beautiful people.
Chamba, one of the twelve districts of Himachal Pradesh located in very north of it, touching Punjab in West, Kashmir in North and Kangra in South east. It is confluence of influences of all these rich cultures, which is very conspicuously reflected in it’s ow n heritage. I have had chance to visit Chamba recently, though it was not an elaborate one, but I do want to share what I felt and observed.
Ashish Sharma’s Slidely by Slidely Slideshow
- We woke-up in a fresh snowy morning in Chamba, for me it was unique, because I had never experienced this much snowfall in my life.
- I was very much fascinated by the whiteness and I loved this whole white fuzz around. It’s amazing how a thick white layer of glittering crystals takes a place, very close to heaven.
“बर्फ का धरती पर आगमन बहुत खास होता है, बर्फ की एक लंबी सफेद चादर, पत्तों से बर्फ के सिरकने की आवाज़, ताज़ा बरफ़ पर पाँव का धँसना, एक बहुत ही खुशनुमा एहसास की उत्पत्ति करता है!” Continue reading
May be, this will be one of the briefest accounts of any travel experience with these three cities, in Rajsthan. But you ought to share your true experiences, so here it is. I don’t want to put up a story right from Ajmer’s streets to Mehrangarh’s fort, but yes, I would like to mention the unique observations and special moments of this small journey.
Although this photo essay isn’t absolute, composite and complete representation of title Pahadi, and many more faces, icons, situations are required to completely project it, but I may say this is my earnest tribute to a community of people, I have been watching since my childhood. People who may look ordinary to the world, but their extra-ordinary zeal and their liveliness puts them aside. They may have developed an internet of wrinkles on their faces, but each line has a story within. The most distinctive thing is their dedication to life and duty, and to make it special, a smile which is always present on their faces.
The trail of Ganga
Why have I done this, I don’t know, may be a result of unfathomable uprising within, which has been growing for a long time now, while I was wandering over the woods, meadows, fields, sea-shores and the rivers. Wandering in the search of usual and unusual patterns for months Sandpaper rubbed images of Google Earth were just enough to keep that mild spark alive. The rejuvenation of creativity which was constantly marred by mundanity of urban life. But marvelous nature of the nature can not be undermined. The Ganga, more than a river for Bharteeya(INDIANs), living in abundance around our lives.
A part of prayer, also as a part with prayer, no Hindu prayer is complete without it’s holy submission. Ganga originating from the Himalayas, keep on flourishing the humanity with its serene flow. It has added colors in otherwise plane dry plains of India. Making it’s route through mountains, towns, fields, it joins many in the way, before finally disappearing in the bay of Bengal. This is my artistic and awful journey with Ganga, a journey so different, meant to unfold the beauty and awe within and outside river Ganga. All the pictures have been taken from Google earth.
The Cubs Juniors
I admit, I have this kitten thing in me, visualizing their(kitten) innocent, heart melting instincts bring instant smile, and a wave of relaxation in my body. It may seem kiddish to few people or gibberish to others. But this is something which is deep inside my heart and what I am trying to express. Kittens are the cutest moving objects on earth. I haven’t seen anything else more innocent and instinctive like them. Their twinkling eyes, their attention to even the tiniest of subtleties around them, transform them to the most pleasing subjects. May be, this will be one of the briefest accounts of my observations and expressions of kittens, because of their vivid life.
When I see pictures and presentations on cats, I mostly see their pet life. But they have a mysterious-beautiful life when they are out in open. When they feel free, playing among themselves, learning to crawl, learning to camouflage in green grass. That’s when I see a ‘Cat family’ in them.