Saturday, October 20, 2012
Friday, April 13, 2012
Friday, March 2, 2012
Tears wash up in waves
Death the high Seas never seems to end. Already distressed fisher folk are all the more afraid to go fishing. First it was an Italian Ship that showered bullets at them. Now, an unknown vessel hit and ran, crushing the small fishing boat in to shards, leaving two dead and three missing.
Tears wash ashore... death lurks the high seas... the fisher folk remains inconsolable.
Tears wash up in waves
Saturday, October 16, 2010
the election Thamasa
The election jamboree is in full swing in Kerala. The whimsical reality show of 24x7 news channels who seem to have no clue of what's going around in the lowest rung, with absolutely no vision of democracy at the grassroot level, keeps questioning the naive commonsense of the commoner. As the TV cameras criss cross the state with their fancy-dress presenters belching out words which they themselves don't really understand, we stand witness to another season of 'thamasa.' Look, all the clowns are back on the streets!
the election Thamasa
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Lungi
Drenching in rain and walking in the dirt of the smelly port village, the only thing I found interesting was the vivid colours of the place. The colourful boats, fishing nets in bight blue, yellow, green and red and the people seemed to match their Lungies with their painted boats!
Lungi
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Onam!
Monday, August 9, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
When the Fishing Boats Go Out
Vizhinjam Fishing Port, Trivandrum, Kerala.
And waves of golden glory break adown the sunrise shore,
And o'er the arch of heaven pied films of vapor float.
There's joyance and there's freedom when the fishing boats go out."
When the Fishing Boats Go Out,
Lucy Maud Montgomery
When the Fishing Boats Go Out
Monday, February 22, 2010
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Being apart and lonely is like rain.
Being apart and lonely is like rain.
It climbs toward evening from the ocean plains;
from flat places, rolling and remote, it climbs
to heaven, which is its old abode.
And only when leaving heaven drops upon the city.
It rains down on us in those twittering
hours when the streets turn their faces to the dawn,
and when two bodies who have found nothing,
dissapointed and depressed, roll over;
and when two people who despise eachother
have to sleep together in one bed-
that is when loneliness receives the rivers...
Loneliness by Rainer Maria Rilke
Being apart and lonely is like rain.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Waiting the Dawn
Monday, March 9, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Mountain Goat Valley
Eravkikulam National Park, Kerala. The park is a reserve for the endangered Neelgiri Tahr, an endemic mountain goat.
see also: The Neelgiri Tahr Trekking Guide
Mountain Goat Valley