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…
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!
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 vibrant monsoon landscape of the Maharashtra State Highway 93, that passes close to Pali looks just like a beautiful painting of the typical ‘Konkan Monsoon’!
It’s been around an year since my group from the colony and I made that crazy but amazing trip to Rameshwar Vaibhav. The rain, the day, the nature and everything around us was so surreal that it was difficult for us to believe that any of this was real at all. Thankfully, we had documented proof to make us realize and then believe that it indeed real and not a dream!
Though it’s been a while I had last been to this place and beyond, I do know that it would be just as beautiful as I had left it the last time. Perhaps, even more
The Alpha Female of a pack of pupps who gave me company on one of the best days at the lakes on a rather surreal morning!
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.
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.