THE SMARTPHONE SCOURGE
At age 64, I never had many occasions to get a closer glimpse at frolicky ‘smart phone-smitten teens.” I had one this morning when I sought help of two young adults for my photo...
Category: Places
FREE AND CUSHY MINDS
An early morning walk along the banks of Krishna River is an invitation to delightful scenes of hard work and innocence. The hard work is evident in the shining wet clothes and taunt muscles...
VIZAG VIBES
The get-together binge ran beyond late-night hours. The loud banter, uninhibited laughter, warm hugs, merry handshakes, clinking of glasses, shining baldies, and perfectly attired bonhomie reflect the wisdom gleaned over decades. I was...
THE SERENITY OF LIVING TWICE
The summer morning shone like a bright and welcoming mime, something similar to the mischievous giggle of my grandson, for whom I was keen on my five-hour drive to reach my son’s family. I...
PORTRAITS OF FAITH AND PRIDE
Holding the camera perched on the tripod in one hand and the cell phone in the other, I thought, with one stumble or a careless misstep, “I’ll get trampled under the feet of thousands,...
THE SEASIDE SILHOUETTES
I was born in this place, now a bustling city. It’s a major seaport, which I visit often for various reasons. As it is popularly called, Kakinada town is my maternal native and the...
THE KITE RUNNERS OF HYDERABAD
I have ‘clicked up’ my skills and the needed emotions after I joined the “Telangana Photographic Society,’ at Hyderabad, popularly referred to as TPS. Young and old, hobbyists, professionals, and masters, TPS is an...
RELIVING BIDAR
For over three decades, reading became a daily ritual I can’t go without, even for a day. The healing habit I became passionate about in many ways just by observing how my father used...
DON’T GIVE IN TO YOUR FEARS
Fear and happiness behave like intimate companions. If you challenge your fears, the prize is happiness. It’s a guaranteed reward although, sometimes, it arrives late. I would validate such a promise, though I know...
A PREVIEW TO HAPPINESS
Certain occasions trigger a kind of regretfulness and “Still, I have a lot to do” itchiness, leading to a quick dip into self-searching. This daydreaming nibbles at my moods, especially when I pass through...
