Reflection
Charles Horton Cooley has written a lot on Social Theory and once said
“As social beings we live with our eyes upon our reflection, but have no assurance of the tranquillity of the waters in which we see it.”
Lake at Ranthambore National Park in Zone 4.
Paradise on earth
“If you want to view paradise, simply look around and view it.”
Our guide halted here for few mins to listen to nature, so that it can guide him to the Tiger. This place was so calm and peaceful… so colorful..
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The stare of a tiger
No words, no photographs, .. nothing can describe the feeling I got when this 4 year old young tiger stared into my eyes at Ranthambore less then 5 feet away, during my safari trip. I never knew I would be able to see him so close, and although I knew they are big cats, his size
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Flower pot overlooking sea
I finished reading Richard Branson’s autobiography “losing my virginity” a few days back. An overall brilliant read, although towards the end it does get a bit boring. In the end what captivates you is the risks he took. He did unconventional things (at least it looked unconventional to him), he bet most of his money
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Count the lamp-posts on the highway
Yeah yeah.. I admit the title is copied from the line “Count the headlights on the highway” in Elton Johns song “Tiny Dancer“. I first heard the song in the movie “Almost Famous”. Not only was the movie outstanding, but the moment wherein this song was played, was captured beautifully. It has since been one of my favorite movies, and one of my favorite songs.
This image is related to the image on ”Autobiography of a lamp-post and the fart“, as both are from the same spot but opposite directions.
What I like about this snap (other then the clouds), is the way the numerous lamp-posts make a lovely silhouette. The bird, right on top, adds a nice flavor too.
Count the lamp posts on the highway
At school, we were once asked to write an autobiography of a lamppost for Hindi exam, I put on my thinking cap and started something like,
“I want to reach for the sky, but have to withhold my desires to give light to others”.
I thought it was a brilliant masterpiece, half expecting my Hindi professor to come to me and pat me on my back. Unfortunately nothing of that sort happened, what did happen was that I almost missed failing. I decided that my talent could not be discovered in this small school, and was still proud of my work, perhaps I thought
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Sheera the terror
Day 1:I got my new pair of shoes. After hours of searching for one that fit my large feet the salesperson finally found one. I go home, put them under my bed, and forget about them. Next day while getting ready for office, I find one missing. I know its the monsters work, the devil himself. I walk in the garden trying to locate it, and find it half stuck in soil. A quick glance makes me realise that I need new shoes. Amidst the soil, the drool, the signs of sharp teeth of the creature of terror are clearly visible, the shoe tongue was bitten off, perhaps so that it can never tell its story, the face smashed up. Why does he not torture the old bata chappals I gave him for his birthday?
Day 2: My friend got me liquor chocolates from abroad. Its a big bar,
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Window of Hope or Despair
The youthful green and the diminished dying leaves both seen from my window remind me of a saying “Two men look out through the same prison bars: One sees the mud, and one the stars”. I guess its meaning is well explained in Bollywood movie Deewar which shows 2 brothers moving in different directions (one becomes an honest cop, the other a smuggler)
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Presence of God
On the many discussions we usually have among groups of friends, God, religion, faith do come up at times, and I was once told that God shows his presence in Nature, and Nature is God. I kept quiet not knowing what to answer. I am not sure if I should believe or not believe in His existence, but do realise that beliving in Him is a safer bet, at least at the time when I reach the gates of Heaven or Hell 
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Jewellery for sale - Tibetan market, Calangute
Indian culture now includes Tibetan influence, as after the 1959 Tibetan uprising, the Dalia Lama along with his followers were given shelter in India. At Calangute on the road to Baga, one comes across a Tibetan market selling their cultural art forms in many ways, from ornaments, jewellery as seen here, to musical instruments I have never seen before.
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