Chayagraha
Sunday, 22 April 2018
Kyathanamakki
Would you like to be surrounded by clouds from all sides?
Distance from Bangalore: 350 kms
Thursday, 15 March 2018
The one with exploring M mode.
I got interested in photography ever since my dad bought me a Nikon Coolpix in my college. I have done a lot of landscape and macro photography. I wanted to upgrade to a powerful camera.
I was pondering over buying a camera for some time and after a lot of thought and research, I bought Nikon 5300 with 18-140mm lens instead of the kit lens.
This lens is the best investment I have ever made and my love for shooting at events just got better. I can now do it all in one lens :D Closeup, Candid and Wide angle.
This lens is the best investment I have ever made and my love for shooting at events just got better. I can now do it all in one lens :D Closeup, Candid and Wide angle.
I spent my Sunday in Cubbon Park experimenting shooting in manual mode.
Here are some of the pictures I took. I mostly experimented with high shutter speed for capturing birds in flight, lower ISO for capturing my favourite under exposed shots, medium shutter speed for capturing the detail.
I love shadows.
I like this one for its triple depth effect.
This one looked like a chocolate bark to me. Inspiration for culinary passionates.
I have tried my best to capture the tender leaves lit by the morning sunlight.
Bright pink flowers against a dark background
Sunday, 25 February 2018
Rainy Evening in Singsar
#Post 3 in NenapinangaLadinda series
The smell of Eucalyptus filled the air as I walked back home on moist soil on a rainy evening with Amma and sister. The hissing sound of water on road when vehicles sped away subsided as we took a detour to the cross roads from the highway.
My heart skipped a beat in fear to the quarrelling noise made by Eucalyptus trees to the whooshing chilly wind. However, it swiftly calmed down watching the slow moving fog along the wind.
Roaring sound of vehicles subdued as we walked deeper into the woods. My shoulder enjoyed moving the school bag weight to ma. And the story telling from school would go on.
As the forest thickened, the path got narrower with roadway covered by leaves. It then led to a small stream where we dipped our feet in and played.
We knew we had reached Bharmappa's home, our only distinct neighbour, when our nose was treated to the smell of chilli bajji's/pakoras.
As the coolness of the mud increased, it was the breeding ground for leeches. They would wake up to the smell of humans from far waiting to get their food.
The sound of high tension wire created a buzzing noise in the atmosphere. Yet our village was not electrified.
Distinct jitters of Jeerunde became more and more prominent as we walked by the forest of coffee plants. Pitter patter of rain drops from trees in the forest creeped us. Birds flapped their wings to get rid of water.
The gushing sound of Bhadra river increased as we got closer to home.
Rambo drenched in rain would still come running with bleeding legs by the leech bites. Then came our house standing strong with thatched roof and leaky spots and we had our family the strongest to protect us.
The evenings used to be dense, chill, gloomy but our hearts were young, bright and chirpy being with the nature. It wasn't an easy walk back home from the highway. But walking on corroding road by the rain was such a pleasure then.
As I am writing this, the sound of acacia forest still brings me chills and causes me goosebumps.
Wednesday, 27 December 2017
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