Connecting Blissfully

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I am killing two birds with one stone. The above photo is my response to both ‘Bliss’ and ‘Connect’ challenge of #developyoureye I. The best method I know to experience bliss is meditation, which also connects one with oneself.

The header image, which is of the Art of Living International Centre at Bengaluru, also reminds me immediately of bliss. I have experienced many beautiful moments of bliss here.

 

 

Water also may mean disputes and scarcity

The theme of Day 3 of the photo challenge of #developingyoureye I is ‘Water’. Of course you may ask, where is the element of water in these photographs? For that, one has to visit the Google Map where these are beautifully marked water bodies.

Well, these depict the story of a couple of vanishing lakes of Bengaluru.  Many other places in India may have the same story.  The real estate sharks may be already on the prowl. Maybe, after some years nobody will remember that there used to be thriving water bodies here.

It is said  that there used to be an ocean,  right at the place where the mighty Himalayas stand now. Who knows, there might have been beautiful water bodies right at the places where many of our skyscrapers vie for attention.

In countries like India water also may mean the lack of it. In spite of being surrounded by the sea from three sides, being flooded by the thousands of rivers every now and then, the water crisis in many parts of India is a harsh reality.

Well, let us forget Latur and move on. And, of course, not to speak of the water disputes.

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Street is where the action is

The street is a place of never ending ‘reality shows’ and ‘soap operas’, of fascination, beauty and ugliness. For this photo challenge, not only did I take some new photos, but also dug up a  few interesting ones from my archives. Here are a selected few, along with some thoughts they evoked.

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Don’t  we have such streets in every part of India, where the road is perpetually under repair? A street where tangled wires carrying charges and messages hang menacingly. A street of heat and dust and partially open gutters. And, the ubiquitous holy animal.

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Of course, let not the previous picture  be taken as a representative image of India. I am not vying for any Oscar. Hence, I have no inclination to show only the ‘nasty’ part of India.

Street is where the action is. Sometimes some inaction. Many streets could be so beautiful and cosy, you would not mind having a sound sleep on its pavements on broad day light, as can be seen in the  picture below.

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Oblivious of the surrounding sounds, his chappals serving as his pillow, this old man takes a sound  afternoon siesta on the hard pavement  of a busy Bengaluru street.

Obviously, when it comes to quality of sleep, the quality of bed is immaterial.

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While  some step lightly into the day, hoping it to be a jolly good one ………

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On the same street (in the same frame) there is some one getting prepared to shoulder the burden of the future.

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“If only I could exchange my two small bags for a big bite of those two ‘happiness’ pieces.”

 

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Things do change. The street of picture I, after two years.

Sunday Musings and Random Notes

Our movies are like our food

While switching channels ( Sometimes I enjoy this bad habit), got stuck with Star Action. The movie was – The Other Man. It was supposed to be an action movie. There was so much silence. The dialogues were few. Some of the dialogues were not complete sentences. Yet the movie made such an impact.

Of course such a movie, if made in any Indian Language, may not make any impact. We like our movies like our food, a lot of varieties, a lot of spices, lots of loud and bright colours and of course, lots of sounds.(Have you heard the sounds of a self unconscious hungry person taking a south Indian meal, starting with papad and ending with rasam?)

Even the most macabre of the movies must have a song and a dance thrown in every half an hour in addition to the usual punchlines and lengthy harangues. For us, silence in the theater is unbearable.

For every minute of silence in the theater, the audience may legitimately wonder:

Itna sannata kyun hai bhai

Day of the Bandh

A Bandh rarely solves the problem it is associated with. Of course it causes a lot of inconvenience to a lot of people. Especially people who come on a short visit from outside and are caught unaware. But it has some positive side effects.

For a day, the pollution level of the city falls down drastically. The fuel saved in turn, saves foreign exchange and cushions government subsidy on fuel. It is such a pleasure to drive in the city in the afternoon when the enthusiasm of the protesters have died down. Or, for some busy city souls it may get the much needed surprises rest.

May be it is  good to have a bandh once a while for the sake of a healthy city and its citizens.

 Leisurely Sunday

Sometimes a simple unpremeditated shot taken with a cell phone (not the iphone 6 type) may take on artistic quality. Loved this photo taken by my son Dipayan. Look at the composition of the objects and the use of natural light.

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Colours of a subzi bazaar – a photo essay

It is a Sunday morning. In spite of the plethora of companies offering online purchase and home delivery and the mushrooming of air conditioned super stores, one of the oldest vegetable markets of Bengaluru is abuzz with activities.

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Tol mol ke bol
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waiting for that first deal of the day
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May be the last lot of the season
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Windmills for tiny tots
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Keys and guns – for special customers only.
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Listen carefully – the strategy for the day
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Just a light partition –  for the mirchi alone

It is all about filling the jholissm9

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Nothing to buy – just out for a stroll to inhale the bazaar air
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No need for the mobile sister, we can talk just like that
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No no…. We do not have home delivery system as yet, please come down to the market sir.
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Do not go by looks. I only look green.
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Shall we close the deal now?