All new ! – Poonchh Sling bags
It is strange but life always seems to have it’s own plans for me. No matter how much ‘I’ plan or try and work around – jo hona hai wohi hota hai- what as to happen will happen. Not being…
Aarohi Singh
I love my life
As I mentioned in an earlier post, I am hoping to document my mid life churn here within the pages of my blog. I am looking to paint narratives. Story telling through pictures. I started with my friend Rakesh and…
NDTV – 2015
Thank you NDTV!
Trust me
The conversation. ‘Please listen to me. I know what I am talking about. I have your best interests at heart. Trust me. I will go the distance with you. Nothing will happen to you while you are with me…’ I…
Wet nose
Continuing in the series of narratives – story telling through pictures – the effort would be incomplete without a questing, trusting nose in connection with Rakesh Shukla. Rakesh is the founder of The Voice of Stray Dogs (VoSD) and the inspiration…
Eyes only for you
I asked my husband and kids – what do you think the dog is saying to Rakesh? And their answer was – ‘I looooove you‘. Though it was said with a scrunched up face and a gooey mushy voice. I…
The mug shot
He jokes about a rugged man who can trace his roots to Azamgarh. Quotes often from Anuraag Kashyap films like Dev D and Gangs of Wasseypur. He can and does draw parallels with real life to plots from Vishal Bhardwaj…
Trial run
When I first conceived of this narrative series on Rakesh, it was based on a photograph that I saw on his Facebook profile. It was slightly fore shortened and distorted. And yet something about it made me think of the…
After a hard day
I have said this often and say it yet again. An uncomplicated hug makes even the hardest day more bearable… I have known Rakesh Shukla for many years now. Over the last few years I have seen him change and…
Not existential angst for sure
I am at that point in my life where I find myself questioning things. I turn 40 this year. This month actually. And strangely enough I have no problems with white hair or even the wrinkles I see crinkling the…