You never know what sexual harassment does to a woman, do you? It made Venkata Lakshmi turn to the law books, while driving an auto to feed her family. “She didn’t charge me a rupee more than the auto meter,” said an incredulous young girl who travelled in an auto in the city recently. She?… Continue reading HER LONG DRIVE TO JUSTICE
Category: Photojournalism
My articles on photojournalism
From Uzbekistan with love
All credits to the Bangalore’s infamous rush hour traffic jam, I reached Palace grounds an hour later than the scheduled time I was to meet the ‘Russian artists’, who are in the city as part of the travelling Jumbo Circus troupe. My worst fears were true; most of the artists who were initially waiting for… Continue reading From Uzbekistan with love
Saving (Finding actually) Private Bahadur
Circa July 2007 This is Men (Meen) Bahadur, a 10-year old Nepali kid at the Government Boys Home (Located close to both KIDWAI memorial hospital and NIMHANS) in Bangalore. Sitting behind him in the long corridor of the Boys home and crying, is a mentally disturbed inmate. I asked the officials why that kid was… Continue reading Saving (Finding actually) Private Bahadur
Lacklustre Bangalore IT.in 2007
Bangalore IT.in 2007 being held at BIEC(Bangalore International Exhibition Centre) has received a lukewarm response from the IT crowded Bangalore city. Here is an image of the ‘May I help You’ Help-desk which was of no help to the sparse crowd that had gathered courage to drive down to BIEC, located at 10th mile Tumkur… Continue reading Lacklustre Bangalore IT.in 2007
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
Am I cold, numb and heartless
That’s a question, which at times is thrown at me by the silent face of onlookers when I am in middle of my work….. Life of a photojournalist is an interesting and a privileged one. You get to visit certain places, meet people and frame them in a photograph which you otherwise would never have… Continue reading Am I cold, numb and heartless
Protest in a different hue
One man’s art is another man’s porn; We’ve heard this statement quite often and there definitely is lot of truth in it. In the state of Gujarat, which has witnessed enormous violation of fundamental constitutional rights where people’s freedom of expression has been denied, an artist being arrested for displaying his art is definitely not… Continue reading Protest in a different hue
When the sound lets you see the truth.
Vaseem, a 22 year old aspiring journalist who is also visually impaired, uses JAWS(a software which aids the visually impaired by translating text to sound) for his studies and browsing on the computer. Vaseem along with many of his visually impaired friends stay in Samarthanam, an NGO dedicated to improving lives of the disabled. It… Continue reading When the sound lets you see the truth.
Boulevard of broken dreams
The man, machine and a boulevard which is history… Surprised that we just walk on. May be helpless, but we just walk on. We walk on the disappearing boulevard, As the city, they say has to move forward
When the monks came marching
Forty eight years ago, on the10th of March in the year1959, Tibetans rose up to protest against Chinese occupation of Tibet and to re-assert their demand for complete independence. Millions of Tibetans since then have lost their lives in this struggle, and also thousands of them lose their lives every year as they attempt to… Continue reading When the monks came marching