Showing posts with label Holiday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Holiday. Show all posts
Monday, 18 April 2011
Sunday, 28 November 2010
Monday, 28 September 2009
Code Red!
My entries for a Photography Competition - Theme: Red
A Bloody Eve
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Raindrops on Roses and Whiskers on Kittens
Red Riding Hood

Every Rose Has Its Thorn
Saturday, 23 May 2009
Shikara on Dal Lake
The beauty of Kashmir was overpowering. It's a memory I'll cherish forever. The sheer untouched beauty has proudly come out of the militancy and repression. It redefines beauty! Here is a vegetable seller on a Shikara in Dal Lake.
Thursday, 12 March 2009
Life is good :)
A visit to my native village Kodimangalam was an eye opener. Life is extremely luxurious in Mumbai.
Blogging after a very long time...I'm happy to be back :)



Labels:
Holiday,
Home,
Kodimangalam,
Village
A Cup of Coffee :)
Thursday, 10 July 2008
Lonavla
Friday, 20 June 2008
Hinduism in Bali...
90% Balinese are Hindu! But, it's amazing how different their culture is different from ours!! They actually give cigarettes as offerings to God. The pictures are worth a thousand words!!!


Wednesday, 11 June 2008
An angel, a miracle...
This is one of those posts that is very close to my heart...

A week in Singapore was made so meaningful by this angel, my cousin Vaibhav. One of the most adorable kids ever, he is a bundle of affection! Always making everyone around him smile by his boundless love, he is a joy to be with! A master of mimicry, he sang out in joy and laughed like there was nothing funnier in the world! It's a miracle how that one three-year- old kept at least five adults on their feet at every point during the day! After returning, there seemed to be a void that can't be filled in by anything except Vaibhav's innocence and affection!
"The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone."
~George Elliot
Missing you.. come visit again!!!

A week in Singapore was made so meaningful by this angel, my cousin Vaibhav. One of the most adorable kids ever, he is a bundle of affection! Always making everyone around him smile by his boundless love, he is a joy to be with! A master of mimicry, he sang out in joy and laughed like there was nothing funnier in the world! It's a miracle how that one three-year- old kept at least five adults on their feet at every point during the day! After returning, there seemed to be a void that can't be filled in by anything except Vaibhav's innocence and affection!
"The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone."
~George Elliot
Missing you.. come visit again!!!
Saturday, 31 May 2008
Sunset in Bali...
Saturday, 14 July 2007
Golfing in Cairo...
Saturday, 30 June 2007
Flamenco Fiesta...
Quoting from Wikipedia, about the 18th Century:
"During this period of development, the "flamenco fiesta" developed. More than just a party where flamenco is performed, the fiesta, either unpaid (reunion) or paid, sometimes lasting for days, has an internal etiquette with a complex set of musical and social rules. In fact, some might argue that the cultural phenomenon of the flamenco fiesta is the basic cultural "unit" of flamenco."

Well, I'm finally posting about Flamenco of Andalusia, Southern Spain. I witnessed it in Seville. What struck me first, was the immense stamina and skill required to perform this complex foot tapping dance. Flamenco is expressed through the toque -- the playing of the flamenco guitar, the cante (singing), and the baile (dancing). A widespread misconception about this art is that the dance the essence of Flamenco but the truth is that it is the unique music that is the heart of this art form. I felt the music had an lovely Arabic touch to it. The singer rhythmically clapped her hands giving a wholesome effect to the experience. The dance is characterised by the emotional sweeping of the arms and rhythmic stomping of the feet. While the dancers put a lot of practice into their art form, the dances are not choreographed, but are improvised along the palo or rhythm. The picture I clicked in Seville shows the two dancers appreciating the singer and the guitarist.
"During this period of development, the "flamenco fiesta" developed. More than just a party where flamenco is performed, the fiesta, either unpaid (reunion) or paid, sometimes lasting for days, has an internal etiquette with a complex set of musical and social rules. In fact, some might argue that the cultural phenomenon of the flamenco fiesta is the basic cultural "unit" of flamenco."
Well, I'm finally posting about Flamenco of Andalusia, Southern Spain. I witnessed it in Seville. What struck me first, was the immense stamina and skill required to perform this complex foot tapping dance. Flamenco is expressed through the toque -- the playing of the flamenco guitar, the cante (singing), and the baile (dancing). A widespread misconception about this art is that the dance the essence of Flamenco but the truth is that it is the unique music that is the heart of this art form. I felt the music had an lovely Arabic touch to it. The singer rhythmically clapped her hands giving a wholesome effect to the experience. The dance is characterised by the emotional sweeping of the arms and rhythmic stomping of the feet. While the dancers put a lot of practice into their art form, the dances are not choreographed, but are improvised along the palo or rhythm. The picture I clicked in Seville shows the two dancers appreciating the singer and the guitarist.
Sunday, 17 June 2007
Egypt...
Egypt... a mystical land with a fascinating history... its not just about the Pyramids and Mummies. Its also about the ancient temples, an army of Gods and Goddesses and hieroglyphics that have not been interpreted totally till date... Above is the photo of the facade of a typical Egptian temple. (to be specific, the Karnak temple) and below is the view from our ship on the Nile... the rippling water, greenery, the desert and blue sky, all in one.
Wednesday, 13 June 2007
Amby Valley

Amby Valley... truly paradise in India... with a brilliant golf course and just the right weather... again a photographer's delight and a golfer's too...
Labels:
Amby Valley,
Golf,
Holiday
Tuesday, 12 June 2007
Animal rights.. they say!!

Hmmm, you probably imagine a bullfight to follow the rule, "May the best man.. or beast win..." but Spanish Bullfighting is not so.. no matter how bold, powerful or furious the bull, it must die after 20 minutes of torture. Here's how the bullfight proceeds: There are 3 tercios, or parts separated by horn signals... first the bull is taunted by 6 bullfighters waving the capote... the pink and yellow cloth you see in the above picture. Now enter the two picadores on horseback(the horses are blindfolded and armoured) armed with a sort of lance. As the bull charges towards the horse, the picadore attacks and lowers its blood pressure by piercing its back with his lance. Then 3 banderilleros stab the attacking bull with a pair of banderillas each. Now that the bull is weak and bleeding, the matador with his muleta, a red cloth and his sword enters and has to artistically show a so called domination over the bull and then kill it in one stroke through its heart. If it does not die, as in many cases, out come the other bullfighters to remove the sword so the matador can try and try until he suceeds. Then, he parades round the stadium with the ears of the bull. Its outright cruelty!!

Golf in Andalucia...
Going bananas...
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