As the ocean lapped away at the shores,
The couple stood there, hand in hand,
lost in their moment,
that was theirs and theirs alone.
Mumbai is a wonderful place. A place of dreams, a place of reality. Somewhere you go to lose yourself, and somewhere you can find your soul. An autorickshaw is the most convenient mode of transport in the suburbs where the traffic is crazy and crowds innumerable. Three wheels and short turns make these rickshaw drivers some of the most skilled yet some of the craziest drivers in the world.
This little red-whiskered bulbul made it her mission to build a nest balanced on my window so that I could not shut it for the next few weeks, which brought in mosquitoes by the dozen to sing me to sleep. But it was all worth the wait when the fragile but heartening tweets of the baby birds brought life to the nest. The two parents worked day and night to feed their little babies and one by one they learnt to fly. I’d sit at my window for long hours staring at them.
It’s awesome to witness the birth and bloom of new life.
Since this is the first post, I’d like to start off with an image of my favourite avatar of God - Lord Ganesha.
This was taken during Visarjan - the last day of the Ganesha festival when people bid farewell to the Lord by immersing Him in the ocean.
