A Portrait
Many years ago when I was traveling Gujrat with CARE we came upon this unique family in the desert very close to both the Arabian Sea and Pakistan, just before the BSF post. While the land seemed most hostile and parched, the clothes of the women more than made-up for the lack in colours. This particular lady not only had the colourful clothes but a unique body language and pose that caught my eye. Completely unaware of the 600mm of optics that helped me take this shot without intruding her space she stood there as if waiting for me to take the photograph!
The Qutub
I am sure you'll understand if I was to tell you that I'd be happy with this shot if it was mine, why not!
And even though I did not take the photograph its more than the joy of the visual that I experience.
Sarah joined ' The Art of Photography' classes at St. Stephen's this year with a point and shoot camera.
As the classes progressed with a little nudging from me and the growing desire to control the camera she was able to convince her dad to help her get an SLR! I don't know how much if at all I have taught Sarah but if alone for helping her convince dad I shall take my share of credit.
Its great to see such great work! Well done Sarah!
And even though I did not take the photograph its more than the joy of the visual that I experience.
Sarah joined ' The Art of Photography' classes at St. Stephen's this year with a point and shoot camera.
As the classes progressed with a little nudging from me and the growing desire to control the camera she was able to convince her dad to help her get an SLR! I don't know how much if at all I have taught Sarah but if alone for helping her convince dad I shall take my share of credit.
Its great to see such great work! Well done Sarah!
Sanjeev
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Every time take her out for a shoot I am filled with pride, over all the years she has been with me and is still going strong.
Minar
On my recent visit to Hyderabad (spelt as per MS Word) I did not have the time to see the 'Char Minar' go out for some Bhiryani, or dine at the water front caffe, it was one hectic trip with most of my time spent at ISB, and that too I did not shoot. Some how on the way back to the hotel at the end of a good day of work we came across this monument bathed in the warm light of the setting sun.
Looking at the photograph now I don't feel that bad, my next visit will be better.
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