GREEN PROFILES
The day seems not unfolding as planned. My idea was to reach and assemble the gear before the sunrise among the cornfields. But I couldn’t spot my two buddies at the appointed place, hearing...
The day seems not unfolding as planned. My idea was to reach and assemble the gear before the sunrise among the cornfields. But I couldn’t spot my two buddies at the appointed place, hearing...
‘I want to catch the bright greenness of the leaves, only leaves nothing else,’ I told my buddy who accompanies me on my Sunday jaunts. Reaching the top of the hill, an hour’s drive...
It has been over three months that I have been out on a photo-shoot ride to the suburbs of our city I used to go every Sunday. My camera relegated to the shelf for...
‘You can’t stop and pull out your camera wherever you find a photo worthy location,’ my Doctor friend driving a hundred lakh expensive Mercedes Benz, worriedly cautioned me. It isn’t India; they are rules...
I watched the caves since my childhood; they stood as though rising from the earth like a huge rock mushroom, haphazardly fenced by the archaeological department. The whole city grew the high-rise structures jamming...
The late-night sleep ran disturbed and dreamless, and the beachside cottage has been cozy and dark, the roar of the waves crashing onto the shore rolled restfully and rumbled, and twice I woke up...
A week before, I visited Srisailam, a five-hour journey on the road. Early in the morning, I hit the rain-washed highway and raced along as the tyres hissing softly on the well-maintained road. Srisailam...
I had something in mind which I’m not sure, but I’m all worked up mentally, an excitement to drive deep into the forest which I visited a year ago. I still recall the eerie...
The asphalt road I took this morning is precariously narrow; the farmlands with full-grown crops swaying in the morning breeze where water-soaked with a heavy downpour that lasted for a week. The overcast sky was dull...
Walking up the twisted narrow road, leading to the Kondapalli hill, on one side it’s a steep valley rolling down and on the other was the rocky slope of the hills made of disorderly...