It snowed all night,
As if it was never going to end.
And then there was a sudden, settled, white, calm.
The night glowed with cold, the abundant snow and a singular solitude.
View from my window, International House, Philadelphia
February, 2010
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I see a root spelling my name.
The world makes sense, when you look at it the right way.
Getting perspectives right on a stroll in the jungle.
Kodigadde, Karnataka, Western Ghats
Nov 2012
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Crisp, silken sunshine.
Trees standing mighty and tall.
Air fresh and vibrant.
A floor defined by innumerable leaves -
Some dried up others just fallen or falling.
Each leaf with an imprint of its own.
So much individuality amidst all this enormity.
Looking down and up, and soaking up the surrounds
Forest stretch on the sides of Hubli - Kumta State highway
November 2012
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There is a daze in my head,
Of the light of dusk shining
On the iridescent plumage of the peacocks
Their gait so graceful and flight to tree-tops
Wore a mystery.
And in the light of the night,
Amidst the silhouette of tamarind trees and the lingering droop of their leaves,
It momentary seemed like the show was wrapped-up and the magic all gone.
Until, the peafowl concert began
And one peacock called out to another peahen
And they all started calling out to each other.
This is one concert, I will remember for a lifetime.
Savoring the silhouettes and sounds of the peafowl village
Aug, 2012,
Chincholi Morachi, Maharashtra
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Dawn and Dusk are beautiful colors.
Admiring them from my window
Pune, June, 2012
