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"GOOD DAY!"
Sea waves had never looked so soothing and relaxing to Srinivas. The sun had risen well above the horizon and the sound of the waves hitting the stone structures was loud enough to get Srinivas out of his nap. It had been almost 3 hours and Srinivas was sitting at Nariman Point all alone, waiting for time to pass. 10:30 am was the time when the next train to Hyderabad would leave the Chhatrapati Shivaji Terminus. He had taken the bus to Mumbai last night from Ahmedabad, where his present office was. The bus dropped him in Mumbai early morning, but to kill time, Srinivas decided to sit at his favorite spot in the city: Nariman Point! It had been a year ago when Srinivas last went home. So here he was, just a couple of hours away from his train to Hyderabad, the train home! This place had some magic. Srinivas felt at peace looking at the unending ocean, with the fresh sun rays falling into his eyes. The breeze which hit him on his face had stories from across many c
I learn...
Some where between the ocean of clouds, and the cloudy ocean...I learn to swim...I learn to fly!
Andheri and around
Very few people call it "auto' here and more people call it the 'Rickshaw'. I have been in Mumbai for the last one month and everyday, for my journey to office, I take a rickshaw. This journey is from Jogeshwari to Andheri, exposing a lot of visuals to me. I thought of capturing some and sharing a few of them. (Shot on my Canon IXUS 105) The gentleman on the road The pilot The wait! That's the Andheri subway I am Mumbai :) Rear view! The office!
the sun
The Sun was never interested in creating shades. It always wanted to spread plain SUNSHINE...
कौन जीता?
(monologue) सुभाष कक्षा में हर बार सबसे अव्वल नंबर लता था , पर इस्स बार मैंने परीक्षा में बहुत अच्छा किया था , अरे मेहनत जो की थी। तो आज था वो दिन... हुमे अपने अंक मिलने वाले थे। मैं स्कूल के लिए उस दिन जल्दी उठा , कुछ उम्मीद और बहोत सारी उमंग के साथ । बाबा प्लांट में काम करते थे , और माँ मेरी दो छोटी बहनों के साथ , पूरा दिन घर में बिताती। हमारा घर प्लांट के बहुत पास था , बाबा आराम से उठते और चल देते काम पर। मेरा स्कूल इस इलाके से थोड़ा दूर था , तो मुझे कुछ जल्दी ही निकालना पड़ता , बाबा की साइकलपर बैठ , मैं रोज़ की तरह , उसस दिन भी निकाल पड़ा , की क्या पता मेरे नंबर सुभाष से अछे आए हैं। क्या पता! तो मास्टर जी एक-एक कर सबके अंक बताने लगे। पूरी कक्षा बैठी थी सांस थाम , मन-ही-मन जप रही थी ऊपर वाले का नाम। 50 में से किसी के 25 तो किसी के तीस , और फिर आया सुभाष का नाम 45 नंबर । मास्टर जी बहोत खुश थे , और मैं बिलकुल भी नहीं , सारी कक्षा ने तालियाँ बजाई , तो मुझे भी बजाना ही पड़ा। कहीं सुभाष इस बार भी अव्वल तो नहीं ह