A picture can speak a million words!!
This a photo i took sometime back happens to be my favourite, there are others too i like but this one stands out. I took this at a temple (shani mandir) on an island about an hour on boat in Chilka Lake. It’s a child and her grandmother, they were travelling in the same boat as i was with thier family, i caught them in this rare moment of intimacy just before we were about to leave (it is likely they had recent bereavemant or something has gone wrong in thier life...they were profuse in their praying). I had to be quick and surreptitious, furthermore i was in pain from a recent fall (slipped flat on the mossy concrete, goodness me how i escaped from sure fracture or something serious, it really was quite a bad fall, my concern though was costly camera. Geez i hope i don’t run out of luck...i have stretched it for 15 years now, in all big cities, small cities and nooks and corners!!. One day god might say ok boy time up for you!!). What i like about this picture is not only the warmth (it’s so alive) but the fading colours of the wall, though i desperately wanted the bright green toy in the child’s hand to be visible. Colour of the basket, delicate patterns of white flower on the saree, pink hair band...o how i would have loved if the child was wearing a bright red or yellow frock, that could have made the picture brilliant. I am getting greedy now, next i might want the sky mauve maroon!!
This a photo i took sometime back happens to be my favourite, there are others too i like but this one stands out. I took this at a temple (shani mandir) on an island about an hour on boat in Chilka Lake. It’s a child and her grandmother, they were travelling in the same boat as i was with thier family, i caught them in this rare moment of intimacy just before we were about to leave (it is likely they had recent bereavemant or something has gone wrong in thier life...they were profuse in their praying). I had to be quick and surreptitious, furthermore i was in pain from a recent fall (slipped flat on the mossy concrete, goodness me how i escaped from sure fracture or something serious, it really was quite a bad fall, my concern though was costly camera. Geez i hope i don’t run out of luck...i have stretched it for 15 years now, in all big cities, small cities and nooks and corners!!. One day god might say ok boy time up for you!!). What i like about this picture is not only the warmth (it’s so alive) but the fading colours of the wall, though i desperately wanted the bright green toy in the child’s hand to be visible. Colour of the basket, delicate patterns of white flower on the saree, pink hair band...o how i would have loved if the child was wearing a bright red or yellow frock, that could have made the picture brilliant. I am getting greedy now, next i might want the sky mauve maroon!! 
