Ganga: A Mother and a River

 She is Ganga. Indians call her mother. She flows through our history books and is steeped in our cultural unconscious. She overflows our spiritual lives even today--whether at her banks or through her waters. She is the fulcrum of contemporary social lives for many. We call her Ganga Ma--the river of our hearts.

Kali

In a taxi in Kolkata, the land of Kali. Today is also Kali Puja! And Kali is the ultimate teacher of detachment...so I wish all my readers with more than happiness--I wish you equanimity at all times and all situations!

Indians Who Laughed

I enjoy making folks laugh when I photograph them, not so much for the shoot, but rather as that moment when I can give them something--that momentary mirth, that forgetting of other things, the warmth of joy for that moment. On a grey day down here in South of India, I hope these photographs make you smile too-:)

Young women near Misrikh, Uttar Pradesh

New Mexico-As I Saw Her-II

A lake in the Bosque near Rio Grande, Albuquerque

Winter 2006, Albuquerque

New Mexico--As I saw her-Part-1

Taos, my most favorite town in New Mexico

That and This

Nature and Industrial society co-exist in their own way. But they need to be in balance.

Old Only, Not Dead

I saw her sitting on the edge of a raised platform in village Kustana, Odisha. She sat there, eyes closed, oblivious to people passing by or my camera but her firm grip on her stick and her vibrant set of bangles showed she was in control. I wondered what she thought--of days gone by or of dreams she still had. Dedicated to all seniors who have much love to give and get!