Sunday, February 28, 2010

Lonesome

And sometimes, when the mornings are quite and I can hear the lonesome bird chirp on the branches of the pear tree by the window. I look outside and slide the glass isolating me from the rest of the universe. The cold February air sends goosebumps in my arms and tingles my upturned nose.

Lonesome as the little bird chirping out my window,
I start humming a tune of my own.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

A friend once pointed out to me, that we both had very different ways of artistic expression.While he always tries to hide the obvious and in the process add more mystery and depth to the photograph, mine are more curious in expression and try to unveil the mystery and the thought behind the subject.

To be true, I admit, I am a little bit like that in real life as well. Curiouser and Curiouser!

“Curiouser and curiouser!” Cried Alice (she was so much surprised, that for the moment she quite forgot how to speak good English).


Maybe that's why I love doing portraits so much. People fascinate me. The thrill of being able to capture a fleeting thought or an expression in a face is incomparable. Somehow, its so raw and simple and true.

Its the truth which I go after.



I caught this man standing at the intersection of busy road in Ranchi,India. My brother had gone to buy some vegetables and I had been fiddling with the camera. What was interesting to me was the expression in this man's face.He looked miles away..deep into his own world, unaware of his surroundings or the loud honks or the people bustling about around him. He looked neither sad nor happy. He just was.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Chak de India




There is no other place for photographic inspiration as India. Going back to India after one and a half years made me fall in love with my country all over again. I realized that my love was not out of compulsion but also by choice.Something like how you always love your family even though you have had no choice in who your family is , as compared to the love of your friends and lovers who you love by choice.

India is deep and its complicated. Sometimes she will revolt you , and sometimes she will fascinate you. Every street that you turn to, she will show you an aspect of herself that will leave you spellbound. You might get enraged or you might sober down.

And she will never, never ever- leave you wanting.I promise.