It was some ten to fifteen years ago, that I saw a mobile phone for the first time in my life. My dad had made his prized purchase – a huge handset (unsure if it was a Nokia or a Panasonic device) with a prepaid mobile phone connection. It not only had the ability of… Continue reading Mobile Phone Memories
Category: Personal
A personal journal of all things in between life, love and photography
Where do you see yourself 5 years from now
I take a moment and look back into my last years at engineering college. During those days, Campus placements/recruitment was the hot topic among my friends. We were to soon graduate from one of the finest colleges in the country (R.V.C.E), and it was inevitable that most of us had a job in our hand… Continue reading Where do you see yourself 5 years from now
Nostalgia: Internet, photography, Writing & Geocities
Sharing the joy of rediscovering my lost pages on internet – thanks to strangers at Geocities.ws. Geocities.ws undertook the task of saving and archiving people’s homepages that once had a space on original Geocities.com website. But Yahoo shut the Geocities free web-hosting service in the year 2009 and deleted all the webpages in its servers.
Photographs, Autographs and Memories
A time travel back to my mom’s college years in understanding value of photographs, memories and relationships.
My Deepawali
Today, as I look back into my childhood years, Deepawali (Diwali) was always a fun affair. We used to head to grandpa’s place in Pangala every year, and celebrate Deepawali in the company of cousins and other relatives. It was a big thing from a child’s perspective. Grandpa’s verandah (and our cricket pitch)… Continue reading My Deepawali
Lungi discrimination is history, now it is an untouchable on scooter
Recently, Chennai saw a furor when multiplexes in that city tried to ban entry of people wearing lungi (the traditional garment worn by men across southern India ). This surely was a symbol of the ne0-elitism wave in our country. I faced a similar scenario during one of my assignments. But it had nothing to… Continue reading Lungi discrimination is history, now it is an untouchable on scooter
To Amma
Taarammaiyya, Thandu Thorammaiyya Doorada Baanige yerida chandrana, Taarammaiyya, Thandu Thorammaiyya Nine of Amma’s (my maternal grandmother was fondly called as Amma by everyone who knew her) children and few of her fortunate grandchildren (including me) have spent their cradle years listening to this Kannada lullaby every night before being rocked into a sound sleep.
IN SEARCH OF AN ALMOST-MYTH
“We were told Ombattu Gudda didn’t exist. 28 kms and two days later, we live to tell the tale that it does.” “A piece of advice to future visitors to Ombattu Gudda: Don’t go to this place without a map and a compass if you want to return to civilization on Monday. Get map#… Continue reading IN SEARCH OF AN ALMOST-MYTH
A year spent behind the lens
October 12th, 2007 October 13th 2006, that’s one Friday which I’ll never forget in my life. A year later, I see that today happens to be a small milestone for me. I will be completing one year of my life as a ‘photojournalist’. Last year on that fateful Friday I bid farewell to the… Continue reading A year spent behind the lens
No Indians allowed. Only foreigners
I and a couple of my friends undertook a trip to Pondicherry to spend our Ugadi weekend in this coastal holiday destination. It was a road trip which was decided on the spur of the moment with the intention to break free from the rush of the stressful life we lead in Bangalore city. Hence,… Continue reading No Indians allowed. Only foreigners