Vijayawada in Visuals Blog

joy

THE JOY OF SEEING

A photographer who perceives the world’s radiance in its aesthetic glory differs from the unexciting eyes of a crowd of bystanders. His enthusiasm gives him an ‘extra sensitive third eye’ to appreciate the deeper...

relationship

IT’S A MATTER OF MUTUAL ADMIRATION

It shocked me; I can say no more than that as I listened to the conflicting woes that troubled the thirtyish-something young couples. The reasons seemed flimsy as I heard a young husband complain,...

nagarjuna sagar

KAUSHAL – MY GRANDSON

I suffer from an unrevealed guilt. I carry the baggage of remorsefulness that I hadn’t been around with my two kids in their formative years. My wife handled all those responsibilities – education, college...

sunsets

BOUQUET OF SUNSETS

It felt like a silly urge; “let me stop the car for a moment and grab it with both my hands.” I’m speaking about the big, grand ball of sun painting the evening sky....

life

SOULS OF NIGHT LIVES

After a hectic day, my body cries for a balm to calm every part of my being. In the silence of darkness, I find the quietness of balance to renew the lost vigour and...

market area

NEVER GIVE UP THE STRUGGLE

When I stepped out of my hotel room on a blazing weekend morning, it was not even six, met with a burst of windy heat swept upon my face. The previous night, I got...

river

MY CITY, MY RIVER

“I’ve been staying in this place for over six decades,” I would say in a boastful tone, similar to how a dutiful husband praises his devoted wife. I’m firmly grounded in this city of...

kondapalli

THE QUIET VOICE OF RESILIENCE

I just settled on a long patch of stones under the shadow thrown by an old tree. I lay open the camera gear and rearranged the settings, compatible with the ambient light and the...

railway station

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...

rotary

A SPIN DOWN THE ROAD

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...