VIJAYAWADA RAILWAY STATION
The wintry morning drizzle was inviting and teasingly threatening to seep into my camera body as I climbed the damp staircase leading to a vast foyer filled with a symphony of enjoyable sounds. Huffs...
The wintry morning drizzle was inviting and teasingly threatening to seep into my camera body as I climbed the damp staircase leading to a vast foyer filled with a symphony of enjoyable sounds. Huffs...
It prided itself in a seven-decade glorious existence. A transparently democratic, well-oiled service organization, yet, strangely, in the hall where it organized its weekly meetings, fifty devoted patrons wholeheartedly showed up. More curiously, the...
Sixty years – I trust my life has taken a full circle. I have spent an entirety from a toddler to retirement all in one city. I love this pilgrimage and a commercial place...
If I want to taste the sweetness of the air, those intricate symbols of naturemisted in golden hues; my eyes have to welcome the sunrise. Not peeping at it through a window, or gazing,...
So far, I behaved like a solo expert in the way I looked at the craft of photography, never aware of the mistakes I was allowing myself. Though quite devoted to my passion, I...
Vijayawada, the city where I live, it’s gifted with spectacular beauty, perched elegantly in a groove between the river Krishna and a string of hills on the other. On most Sundays, I walk along...
Street photography has its unhelpful chorus of complications as it has a cacophony of noises that don’t allow you to concentrate and focus. But, in the same instance, it’s educational too when you come...
We, the three good friends, climbed a small hillock, not even thirteen years yet infused with naive energy that a thirty minutes vertical hike mattered little. Our steps, little clumsy, cautiously snaked through bushes,...
I find my eyes oscillating right, left, and all around, but never ahead on the bustling streets. But cautious enough not to ease the grip on the steering wheel. Perhaps I’m overwhelmed, or it’s...
The world looks different at night. So is my city where I live, a bustling conclave of the political and cultural arena. Photographing at night allows us to see the dark surroundings differently in...