The Devil’s Bug

When epic scares for Friday the 13th show up right at the start of the day, even in broad daylight!

This bud was pretty creepy not only for his ‘costume and gear’ but also for the fact that he managed to stalk me with his million little eyes for 20-odd minutes till I finally laid my sight on him!

Nature – Surreal indeed 😀

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An Evening to Remember

Chaos, amidst the cold silence

A feeling of fullness, all within none

Thrill, that would very much kill

Retracing the steps that were once feared for being the unknown

Taking that leap of faith with the mirage of a goal in your head, but never in your heart

And finally, embracing something from where it all started from – the darkness

An evening, well spent…

 

Puppy Attack!

It was a normal start to the day for me. I left for the hills early, hiking my way up and down through the route religiously. Gave my legs a cooling lap at the stream, as I listened to the wise old and fun couple crack sense and jokes, all at the same time. The usual stalking by a few ‘newer’ mini birds and a calf (a first in a long long time!) followed before I decided to head back to the base camp (the most rewarding part of the entire pilgrimage, as well as the most time consuming one!)

And then there were the usual ‘distractions’ to detour – a few more birds and invertebrates, which would make me stray yet again (but something I never really regret). I was hooked on to once such distraction and by the time we had enough of each other, I was lying on the trail, tired and hungry. The blazing sun had worn me out and I decided to take a few minutes off before heading back, laying there to review my bounty.

That’s when these Lilliputians showed up – trumpeting their arrival with pants, scouting and securing the trail, as their master trailed behind. As cute as they could get, I couldn’t resist and snapped a photograph, without their permission. But they weren’t impressed by my act and didn’t seem to like me either. As their attack got more vicious (cute, to be honest!), I decided to get up and clear the way for them. And as they passed by,  they gave me that look which very well meant’ If we wanted you dead, you’d already be dead’.

And I was like, ok…

Yet another, best of days at the hills and a fun kick-start to the day!

Shades of Green

A bunch of vibrant leaves on of one of the bushes that line the banks of the Seawoods holding ponds during a rather sunny morning.
Though the rains have been erratic in nature, the foliage in and around the area has turned from the dusty and sober shades that they put on throughout the winter and summer to surreal shades of vibrant green, the best indicator to the fact that nature has already got and stored it’s share of water 🙂

 

Morning Dose of Puppy Love

Two pupps share a mischievous moment during their regular morning scouts around the holding ponds at Seawoods, Navi Mumbai.
 
Starting the day with such happiness and love, amidst nature is a gift indeed. These doggos were not only friendly but were also kind enough to give me a temporary ‘doggo pass’ to their ‘wolfgang’, which permitted me to follow them around and witness some really beautiful moments of their companionship and masti 🙂

Watch Out, Watch Out!

This bud was sitting a few feet away for 2 straight hours (or even more), first cautiously looking out and then a bit more relaxed after getting accustomed to me, as I took a few snaps at the viewpoint from Parsik Hills a few days ago.

I do miss that light and heat from the day now. Hope these guys are safe and doing just fine.

Twisted

A lad makes a somersault while diving into the pristine waters of the Owe Lake at Kharghar.

Being able to discover the Owe Lake (for myself) after a few leads I got on a random post on Instagram and Google Maps, I finally made it to this place. It was indeed difficult for me believe that such a magical place existed just a stone throw away from such a dead concrete jungle.
P.S – Much thanks to Jibin Thomas for trusting me and lending his camera/life that day without which these pictures would never have been made, at least this way. Thanks bud!

Secondly, the lads who tried different stunts from what they were already doing, after having seen me with the ‘bada camera’. It was only because of their help (and madness) that I made some decent pictures but the best of memories!

The Dream that once existed..

A small fishing wharf on the creek side, next to the Kamote township amidst a misty backdrop that had taken over the area due to intense rain that day.

This image was made two years ago when I was passing by the area one rainy September evening. The sight was so beautiful and dreamy that I stopped on the rickety bridge (far left side, in a non obstructing manner) to make a few images in spite of the heavy traffic buildup a few meters ahead of me at the toll. A few months later, work once again took me past the area and I was rather dejected at the fact that a pipeline was being made through the mangroves, from the Kamote side to Kharghar. And ever since I never managed to ‘stop and stare’ at the sight, perhaps consciously preventing me from seeing the scars that took over ‘the Dream that once existed…’