The life and times of


Caity and her unspeakably amazing glow-in-the-dark hula hoop, what a crazybeautiful night this was.


Kolkata bids me a rainy farewell.        
                                                                                                                                             

Holi at JNU, with questionable pink foam.


Spring at Sanskriti Kendra


Escher lives. This shiny bauble, however...


Paint mixing at Dilshad Garden. Acrylic, I love you.


A roadside pongal




Blessed to have been travelling through Karnataka and Tamil Nadu during Pongal - having been obsessed with kolam for as long as I can remember, the sight of threshold after threshold flashing past in a whirlwind flurry of intertwined lines and labyrinths is a separate kind of heady feeling altogether. Perhaps I'll finally take to archiving, eh? MPhil here I come.

bits of benaras


headless


your standard alleyway


your standard beard


modern collection


naptime


naptime again 


Sarnath


two-in-one


whooosh


He lives!

Best class trip ever. But then I didn't need to say that.


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Chulbul Pandey Jr., Comic Con Delhi.

things about delhi

And back again! A smile and a wave to you, follower, and you, worthy reader. It's alright, I know you're all in my head too. Here are some photographs that were taken this past year in Delhi. There aren't that many, not because I haven't been exploring the city, but that it's a clear case what my favourite parts are: old people and ruins, you make the world a better place.


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A trinket seller at the Daryagunj book market, I told him about scoring Milligan's War for twenty bucks but he was unimpressed and suggested I'd be better off with one of his pendants. Sales tactic win on his side? Weak character on mine? Who knows these things. 

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A bit of cricket at dusk, through a comfortable peephole at the Jamali-Kamali mosque, Mehrauli.

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A walnut eater at Meena Bazaar.

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Nizamuddin on Urs. The smell of dying rose petals and slowly cooking meat and sudden flashes of light bouncing off gold embroidery. Hectic and overpowering. Beauty, beauty.

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An school in R K Puram run by an ngo that I did a photo project for.

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Renovation work at Humayun's tomb. The combination of moss and sandstone, it does things to me. If I had my way I'd stop all misled conservation attempts and let things crumble poetically, but don't tell my professors that. Or the ASI.

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Riding a giant ferris wheel at the Eid Milan Mela in front of the Red Fort.

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Deep, deep within the gallis of R K Puram.

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Chawri Bazaar on a Sunday.

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And a hurried flash in Govindpuri I probably won't be able to find again, but nevermind, who doesn't love a panther and a pahalwan?
Photos from January: Landour, Mussoorie, during the worst winter it's seen in some years. We reached in the midst of snow, promptly got snowed in, and spent the rest of our stay drinking hot soup, reading by a fire, and exploring a creaky old house. In other words, awesomeness of the Narnia kind. 

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the many homes of Mussoorie

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and the one that was ours for three days

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Snow through window netting

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outdoor activity: the angry snowman that I built.

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trees with frosting, trees are not cakes.


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Johri Bazaar lit up for Diwali, Jaipur.

details and some shininess

A hurried post on a hurried trip to Jaipur around Diwali last year. I really wanted to see things on this trip rather than take pictures of them because, I don't know, I suppose Rajasthan intimidates me. I mean, what can you do here that hasn't been done before? In which case it makes more sense to just watch rather than run amok shooting every damn thing you see. Besides, sometimes you just want to walk around unhindered by a camera. The ones below are things that randomly caught my eye on the standard round of the forts. The rest? Stored away haphazardly in stacked dirty boxes in my head.

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ooh shiny

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mirror and stained glass

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multiplication

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beauteous beauteous corrosion :D

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slender blue flames

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the only time in my life I've liked pastels.

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missing pieces