Tuesday 15 December 2015

Wanderer

Wanderer! Yes I am.

Tying laces of my boots at 4 in the morning kick starts the adrenaline rush in my rather hopeless veins. Yes, I am going somewhere, maybe I have planned something. Perhaps its the same place I trudged the last time or maybe its a new door I'm knocking to. So what am I looking for into? Is it the woods? Is it that sand? Or those hard rocks? That dilapidated structure still withstanding merciless weather? Or the wrinkled epochs of the hamlet? Pithla-bhakri or varan-bhat? Mesmerizing landscapes? Or that hallowing sound of the wind?
Is it another silly moments with friends? Or that stress killing me each second the whole week? Is it the race of ego or is it that I wanna hit the summit first?
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I don't know. I'm a wanderer. I just wanna be there. And there. And again there. I'm aimless not hopeless. At times careless, but never senseless. Always breathless and my soul dauntless.

I still don't know what am I doing here, and I wonder I'd really know any day.

I'm just wandering.I am a wanderer.

God damn! A new challenge. Where's my backpack? My bottle, and that rope? You think I'm addicted? If that so, I am the Shiva and this is my dope.

I'm a wanderer.


Way to go..... 
(But where?)



Stand alone, stand hard
(Enough! Let me relax now) 



Perseverance
(Do hell with it. I can kill you with my looks)



Wavelength, undefined
(Are you kidding me?)



As Johnny Walker says, Keep walking
(Why didn't he say keep drinking?)



Freezing Fahrenheit
(Where did I lose my vodka?)


Paint me shadow
(And you painted me black!)


I am, a wanderer
(Actually, I am lost)
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Photo Courtesy: VB

It's been a great year. Craving for even energetic ahead. Wish you the same spirit.

K2 AJ VB

Friday 13 November 2015

Random Edifices

Edifice.

The very shape in our grey matter. An off course crux of our thinking, our behavior and our perspectives.

No matter how many critics we ruffle against, we withstand it. We never let the strength of it undefined. At times maybe we invite some patch works, but rare is we give up on it.

So what if you think you are right, I ain't wrong either. Are you proving it? I'm still not wrong. You may gather thousands and millions more, I won't move an inch.  I may seem to you, a raging bull, and self, a soulful finch. Again. I ain't interested in who you are or what you think.

We all have uncanny edifices, no matter how much we deny we don't. The question is not if the edifices are right or wrong? Can the nature be ever wrong? You may think yes, maybe no. But, in the first place of itself, is the answer sought? ...an edifice again...
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Maybe a too much of a thought. :)

This is Anooj again and I'm delighted to share few of my naive photographic attempts.

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Spires of hope



Times gone by



Glitter, better than gold



People's heritage



As they say, "Pain is temporary, pride is forever"



Sliding roofs, gliding souls



Life comes in pipes



Faith is deep. Faith is rock. Faith is the way to go.



Game of  thrones



Never say die, twig



Well, this is what I could get out of me. Hope it was a treat. However, I'm that silly, stupid & nonchalant keeda who refuses to die. Will keep creeping up again.

Enjoy the time till then!


...aJ...

Tuesday 13 October 2015

That Less Trodden Road

I like to take the road, less trodden. 

It keeps them at bay. The honking devils, the blinding gazes and that adulterated air. This path melts into the mystical calm my soul is seeking. It presents me a new life. Gives me another reason why it's so important to keep the clock running. It canvases the various shades of life, some to promise by and some to forget. But when I'm on it, the zeal never dies. Been, being and be are the only diction-ed verbs it calls out. Let it throw a glimpse before it runs out. The night comes out shouting, the day sleeps by. There I see the sun setting, there the hue cry. They say don't go, you don't know. You will get certainly lost. They say it's life, I say courage is the only cost.


Well it's been a long break and this time both Varsha (VB) & Anooj (aJ) are together raring to project few of their photographic escapades and emotions on road. As we are still learning, and we have long long way to go, it'd be amazing if you share your thoughts and suggestions besides relishing the treat.





Pebbled Up
(VB)

In the right direction 
(VB)

Screeching compact fluorescent lights
(aJ)

The vintage box of Maharashtra
(aJ)

Trudge
(VB)

I ain't moving
(aJ)

Am I the hotspot?
(VB)

You little! Where are you heading?
(VB)

Way to go... baby!
(VB)

Mirage! I know it & I'm still chasing it
(aJ)

Walk of nostalgia
(VB)

You pose I suppose
(VB)

On my way, God knows where
(VB)

Dude, you're wearing my color
(VB)

Lonely shades
(aJ)

I'm all set for my ultimate drift
(VB)

A road to nowhere
(aJ)

Exoneration ahead
(aJ)


This is it. It's time to zip-zap-zoom. Hope we could excite you. Even if not, we'll come back again. Till then you can take the road. 
Drive safe.

See you soon.

VB & aJ




Monday 13 July 2015

Portraire



Catching expressions is so delightful. It is tantamount to metamorphosis of an energy in the same form from one figure to another, be it still, be it live. Like a smiling person getting the same beautiful smile on your face or the pain that we feel looking at the sad face.

No matter what kind of a photographer you are or not, whether you enjoy photography or not, Portrait is one that genre which is instilled in our grey matter the moment we step in & open our eyes to this contrarily magnanimous world.

"The meaning of life is contained in every single expression of life" said MJ. I endeavored.






Encountering mellow



Creeping curiosity



Innocence, kindled



Spotting twinkle



Unbleached deception



Wrinkled epoch



You're caught! Amidst...



Tranquil



Dazzling guise



Positive synergy


These are few of my novice crossovers. Hope these indeed got the best of expressions on your face either.

Catch you soon

aJ



Monday 25 May 2015

Reo


Bird. 


Well, I'm not that fond of this creature but in few of my moments of maroonedness, alone, somewhere on this not-so-lonely planet, but within the boundaries of my domicile, I happened to capture them in different moments of their flight, ecstasy, hopelessness, leisure and such other adjectives that possibly describe them more artistically than I can ever simply put, wasting hours to get this one statement respectably fit to make you, obviously, read.

Dictionary says, "Its a creature with feathers & wings, usually capable to fly". 
We know, "Its more than that".




The granite mountains of Redana served a perfect background for this Peahen to pose 





Games on top of the gates of Jasdher






In middle of nowhere




Step up, when you're on the edge




The roof of Aga




Admiring the sunny scoop




What it means to take a dip after a hard day out




Gosh! I'm so un-Electrocuted




Meet the veggie




I'm all set. Who wants to play with me?




Flight over Pashan




Tag me, GLORIOUS

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Hope you enjoyed the birdy moments. Catch you soon.

aJ