Using this poem from movie Udaan again to express the idea and thought behind the picture.
छोटी छोटी चित्रायी यादें
बिछी हुई है लम्हों की lawn पर
नन्गे पाओ उन पर चलते चलते
इतनी दूर चले आये
की अब भूल गए है जूते कहा उतारे थे !!
एडी कोमल थी जब आये थे
थोड़ी सी नाज़ुक है अब भी
और नाज़ुक ही रहेगी
इन खट्टी मीठी यादों की शरारत
जब तक इन्हें गुदगुदाती रहे !!
सच, भूल गए है
की जूते कहा उतारे थे
पर लगता है अब उनकी जरुरत नहीं !!
What inspires you to blog? This is the question asked in the wordpress photo challenge, Inspiration.
Photography of course, along with exploring new places, getting lost in thoughts watching sunset. Here it is… collection of some of the images accumulated over time, all taken at different places at different time.
For this week’s photo challenge, I am posting some of the picture from street photography and photo walks from Mumbai. It mostly portrays the life of urban poor, daily wage earners and life in general on streets.
Worker at ship breaking site. Darukhana, Mumbai.
Clicked this somewhere outside the raey road station in mumbai. A cobbler sitting at his self made road side shop. I find this picture fascinating simply because the kind of look I see on the face of this man. As if he has strange sense of calmness in his being and about what he does, but looking at his eyes I found some contradiction and it seem to carry myriad questions about life and survival in the city of mumbai.
This is a common sight in Mumbai where you will find these young kids running tea stalls on a footpath or in a some corner of a busy junction. They run tea stall along with supporting home and not to forget the studies at night school. So much for that age !!!
from contemplation to action.
from action to experience.
from experience to realization.
from realization to maturity.
from dreams to reality.
from karma to destiny.
from conscious to subconscious.
from body to soul.
from illusion to awakening.
from seeking to sharing.
from passion to obsession.
from serendipity to relationships.
from ‘here & now’ to nostalgia.
from beginning to THE END…
…and life is beautiful and easy when you have someone to hold your hand and guide you.