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…
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.
The Alpha Female of the ‘wolfgang’ that rules the lakes, stares at the distance, making sure if the area is secure 😀
Yet another ‘best of mornings’ spent at home!
Tender leaves sprout out on one of the many bushes lined up at the holding pond at Seawoods amidst a rather dramatic monsoon climate that has been engulfing most of the area for the past few days.
The monsoon comes as a much relief after the heated summer. Even though unpredictable in nature, the often heavy spells are a blessing much needed.
A panoramic view of the hills at Kharghar that have been captivating my mind, body and soul for around a decade now. This place never gets old and never will (though it’s a few million years old by now, but still). The apocalyptic cloud line adds drama to the existing beauty.
A thunderstorm, approaching from the east, engulfing the skyline of Kharghar.
Being the 1st day of the month of the monsoon, the weather didn’t disappoint me at all. The intensity of the storm was quite superior given the fact that none of Haji Malang was to be seen anywhere. But what blew things out of proportion was the surreal lighting all around. It was neither diffused and nor strong. It was just out of this world!
P.S – In case anyone wondered, I didn’t go overboard to make the color look like these. Though basic tweaks were done to the image, the WB stands untouched (Temp. 4250 K , Tint +9). Nor was any funky filter applied (I suck big time in doing those anyways).
The light today was indeed this damn crazy.
Dramatic cloudscapes above the hills at Kharghar. An indicator to the upcoming monsoon.
Though it has been a while, being back is what really matters
An Indian Palm Squirrel stretches itself out on the service shaft ladder during the early hours of the day at Mumbai.
Like most wildlife in the region, these small and cute rodents have witnessed a boom in population during the last few years. They are often seen doing daredevil stunts like scaling straight walls, from the bottom to the top and vice versa and often come inside homes, either due to curiosity or in search of food. Even though their climb to the very top possess a threat to them and they often end up battling for life with the Black Kites and Crows that try to pick them up, neither their population or their climbing seems to slow down.
I usually have a habit of sleeping early but at times, I do fall short of target and sleep late. It was one such night and the day turned out to be longer for me. By the time I made it to bed, it was 2 am. As I was about to lie down, I saw the beautiful hue in the night sky from the view of my bedroom’s window. That’s when I noticed that the fragments of the hill at Panjrapole, just above the mouth of the Eastern Freeway tunnel that passed below it, had this strange lighting around it. I first dismissed it as the incandescent lighting of one of the high pressure sodium (HPS) street lighting in the area, that I had been witnessing for the past 15 years, each night. But that’s when I noticed a strange half disk right above the sole tree, that managed to hold on from all the development activities in the region. It didn’t take me long to realize that it was the moon (a bit higher than in the picture when I saw it) and that it had this great orange color to it. I realized that this was the same thing I had seen a few days ago around the same time of the night and found it strange back then, thanks to all the conspiracy theory files that I had been reading and watching lately. I very much knew most sights from that window as it was one of the places where I started my photographic journey, taking numerous photographs, first with my phone and then with the camera. I also remember making numerous timelapses of the brilliant sunsets (this hill is in the west direction), cloudscapes and nightscape that would show up most days (except when it used to rain). The first time I noticed that light, I knew that it was something I hadn’t noticed before and was perhaps something that came up recently. But today I realized that it was the moon after all. I spent some time watching it and then decided to take a snap. After setting the tripod on the bed and taking multiple shots to check the focus and exposure, I managed to get a few usable shots. Thought I wouldn’t call it a great shot technically, it was a great memory for me and a gentle reminder that there was much to see and understand in this world for me, especially things that were right under my nose. There were many more miles to go in this journey and that I had just started.
There were things in this universe that no man in human form would be able to decipher. We often come past these things in life and dismiss them as myths, fake news and even bullshit. Given the arrogance humans have been harboring in them since ages, this isn’t something new, even if such things were true after all. But we must realize that there are things beyond our reach and understanding and the best we could do in this short life span was to try understand them, they way they are and not adulterate them with our personal fascinations and creativity. Most things that would make a human curious at first would turn out to be the most simple things in life that had been taking place since ages. All we needed was the patience to understand what these things meant and when it was the right time for them to reveal themselves to us, if they were ever meant to be so.
It’s the gift of observation, understanding, acceptance of one’s short comings and the spirit to work towards overcoming them in the right manner that made a human different from others.
This sure was one the best memories I had from what I call ‘The Window to Life and Beyond’