Last three months have been pretty different. In fact the entire year 2012 has been life changing experience for me. An eventful year in Europe has culminated with some special journeys through the hearts of India’s rural destinations. Even though it was started as a photo documentary project for Selco, a wonderful organization that aims at lighting the most underprivileged sector of societies in South India, it gave me more than just photographing experience.
In the first set of journey diaries, I would like to post a series of photographs which are true representations of various experiences I have had during my Photo-Documentary journey. Though I found numerous ways through which these places captivated me, in this post, I would try to mainly focus on intricate intertwining relationship of life with some of the unimaginable circumstances in which these people are living. They smiled, laughed, shed tears, shared stories – sometimes silently, sometimes with heavy-hearted words..
Camouflaged! Taken at one of the schools located in a slum located in the heart of Bangalore
They live in the heart of Bangalore. But electricity, water supply and other basic amenities are few luxuries they have never seen. Yet one thing remains the same. Drops of rain bring the same joy. To us, to them.
Color is a rarity here. 38 years back it was flushed out. Dhanushkodi comes in your dream, as a broken series of flashes..
Taken in a place called Halliberu, an utterly remote village at the bottom of Sahyadri Mountains near Kodachadri. Life is just unbelievably fragile here..
Siddhis, a special tribe having origins from Africa, now have blended into the deep rural settlements in Northern Karnataka. Taken at one of the interestingly build houses where touching stories were heard from the young girl.
It is the last one right? She asked!
One moment, one request, one click and seven priceless expressions! Children from an underprivileged area on the outskirts of C
Her words were priceless. Her memories were timeless. Shanthavva, 90 years old freedom fighter, now fights for her daily life, yet with the same undying spirit to tell her stories of life. Taken at Freedom Fighters village, Dharwad
There are some cities in the world which offer a magical experience to the dwellers irrespective of the season and time of the year. By embracing the past with some incredible stories of history, these cities nudge the present smoothly with the right pace. Tourists swarm in thousands to immerse themselves in the unique delicacies of art, culture, architecture and nature. Here are the most unforgettable cities I visited last year with their sheer brilliance in night-time. Quite often pictures do speak a thousand words, so this short piece is just about those memorable photographs I was fortunate to click. It is about those cities with a story. Those cities with a tale of history. Those cities hiding a bit of mystery.
And pictures of those ‘Cities to Remember’.
The city has prepared for the last 8 years. Since that day in July 2005 when IOC selected London for the 2012 Olympic Games, the city has had a journey which is unforgettable in the memories of every Londoner. It was indeed an amazing experience to be absorbed in the world’s most awaited and respected sporting event. The city was dipped in a very special mood. 15 days of sporting spectacle has created a beautiful aura around this jewel of Britain.
There were moments of joy, drops of tears, breaths of anguishing athletes, uncontrolled emotions, several firsts, bursts of extreme pace and power, unexpected jaw-droppers, anticipating eyes, births of new generation heroes, silently sung swan-songs, hundreds of colors and exploding cheers, midst of it all, a stunning city showing off its breathtaking wonders, just reiterating the importance of it from the days of colonization to the present day of changed world.
Every once in a while in life, we get to see some miracles. Some of them we create, some of them we see in others, but most of them are connected with the magics of nature. She has created every possible wonder on this planet we live. Infinite colors are unleashed every day, unimaginable stories unravel silently in the distant corners, rains, clouds, the Sun and snow paint the planet, and this amazing saga never ends. I was fortunate to see one of these magical places, right in the middle of my research internship in the UK. Quite unbelievably in one of the prettiest island of the Mediterranean.
My European friends had warned about the possible addiction that might happen with the place. It sure did happen. But in a much extraordinary way. Majorca offered with its pristine beauty of Sun, sea and sands. But that was kind of expected. At least I had heard about them.
What I did not know was the way our planet has sculpted herself into incredible features of mountains and ridges in the shores of the Mediterranean sea. I was stunned looking at the immensity of the northern mountains standing in their sheer grandeur, spreading across the horizons of spectacular blue seas and filled with the freshness of Mediterranean green. The vista it created with the symphony of cloudless azure sky and sparkling blue of the sea, mesmerized me to the extent I never imagined.
I found myself standing small, an insignificant creature of human species, a species which has not even spent a minutest fraction of time on this planet, compared to the millions of years of intense activities occurred on those rocks and seas and mountains. I just wished, I just could, thank her for this insurmountable proportion of beauty in her creation.
If all these nature’s tapestries were not enough, a whole new set of colors spilled out as the Sun began his journey in the western horizons of the Mediterranean. The sharpness of day light paved way to the subtleties of longer wavelength lights!
Crowded sea-shore slowly melted into to the whispers of muted words. Golden tendrils of those little girls’ hair dangling with the flow of breeze, brushed with more adorable colors. Suddenly the world there stood still, with canvases I had thought only possible in imagination! They looked clichéd, for a moment. But they were not, they were freshly forming in the vicinities, but fading out of the composition very next moment.
I stood there, with my camera clicking, a sound which was accompanied only with the orchestra of the sea waves, occasionally with the little ripples of those whispers ripping the fabric of an existing symphony..
There is always a special thing about the pictures which have silent conversations frozen in the frames. When I take my camera out to photograph people with their candid expressions, I always find the most naive demeanor on these dual interactions! Portraits can peek deep into the persona of a subject. But they fail in adapting most basic nature of any living being, its interaction with another! An arc of smile on a cute baby’s face will have a sweeter dimension when its mother appear in the picture. It not only provides an essential adorable touch to the frame but more than that it encapsulates the pristine feeling of a mother towards her kid.
A sister with her brother, adorable friends, two little puppies, notorious twin kittens.. There is no end to the list! In this post, I have tried to put up a small slide show with the pictures taken at entirely different circumstances and of totally different species, but with one common theme. That they are delightfully contented with the presence of another element captured in the frame!
Click! The sound seems very ancient right? If you love photography, this little clatter will make your hearing senses awaken. Although the advent of the digital world has partially muted the magical symphony of mechanical movements, Digital Single Lens Reflex (DSLR) cameras still somehow manage to keep the crispy sound of shutters alive! Each time brain picks up a clicking sound, eyes deny blinking to see yet another creation on the display screen.
When I started exploring my mind to pick out a subject for the first post, one persistent chatter was hovering within the halo of the thinking process. It did not take much time to realize what it was! But while choosing a name for the blog as Create-Click-Capture, I was skeptical that, out of around 3 million photography lovers on this planet at least one of them, could have previously thought about this name. Nevertheless, I chose this. For me, photography is Creating a meaningful frame within your eyes, then Clicking and to carefully Capture the frame. For the first blog, I thought, I should dedicate it to the second C!
So here goes the first photo-word! For every fresh click, one fresh time-frame is frozen. Thus a fresh perspective is born! Here are some clicks which makes me to love them for their freshness! They are calm, they are serene, they are refreshing and they make me to sit back and feel lighter! I hope they do the same for you too!