I find kids hard to photograph as they rarely stay still.The task is made tougher when the light is low.
This little fellow walked into Deli9 in the afternoon today and I found it rather difficult not to click him. He was with his dad and it looked like he was expecting something that he was not quite getting. He kept looking expectantly at his dad. His face reflected the state of his mind. Innocence was personified.
So me and my cousin got discussing about the next year’s IPL. It kicks-off in Hdyerabad(!). We eventually got talking about the new venues. One is Vizag. Which is the other? Ahemdabad? Not sure. I expressed surprise that there is no team from Gujarat playing in the IPL. Whcih in turn led to the question of the day: If there was to be one, what would it be called?
The Eleven Dandiyas
We stopped there and finished the dinner. But the thought intrigued me, so I added the following to the list:
Kem chho? eleven
The Surat farsaan walas
I guess I’ll stop at that, lest all the Gujjus arnd me start chasing me around with steeks and rotten dhoklas.
Why are there countries?
Why do people grow?
What is religion?
Why do people die?
Why should I study?
What the heck is the deal with money?
Who are terrorists?
Why does Kekda Kapur do what she does?
Is she a terrorist too?
Why do you have hair on your hands and legs but not on your scalp?
One of the worst things about being a grown up is that you cannot walk up to your elders and ask rediculously simple questions that leave them speechless.
I know the question on your mind right now is how is all this related to the picture of a dog. Well, just like that. You’ll understand when you grow up.
This was taken as a part of the Scott Kelby Worldwide Photowalk 2009. Folks from HPC and a whole lot of new people joined to walk from State Library to the Chowmohalla Palace on Sunday, July 18.
I am not sure what to title the picture. One of my friends suggested Veiled and that seemed to make sense since the guy seems to be veiled by the jewellery. He was not too pleased about being clicked. He asked me take the photo and get going; that’s what I did. The fact that he looked at the camera when I took this gave it all the impact, IMO.
However, I feel it can have better name than that. Any suggestions welcome.
The guy was actually dozing away to glory at the Taramati Baradari. Behind him this lady was trying to manage three kids, one of them an infant. Unfortunately, the guy looks dead and the lady looks like she is left with a family to take care of.
Funny how an angle can create a story when u least expect it.