I want to tell you about my journey to Agra Fort & The Taj Mahal.
The journey which has convinced me to transform my pictures in to a poetry.
The view from the window of my Camera lens, the changing Landscape of Imagination. I want to talk of moving constantly, and reaching nowhere. There is so much that has to be said what I have seen.
But words destroy what I have to say.
Sometimes you hear a voice through the door, calling you, as fish out of water hears the sound of the waves or hunting falcon hears the drums COME BACK COME BACK.
Go through this video and a voice comes to your soul saying –
Lift your foot cross over. Move into emptiness of question & answer & question…
I was super happy of being present at the first F1 race held in India.
Having spent the whole day along with my friend Kamal on the event was a journey in it self.
30th Oct 2011, all roads led to Buddh International Circuit at Greater Noida. Stuck for hours on roads with traffic which took us 3 hrs to reach and watch people across country having come to see this grand event which would be lasting just an hour and half.
With an average speed vrrrooming @ 225 km and max speed of 350 km/hr, all cars had to cover 60 LAPS.
Great experience of sound, deafening one's ears and lasting in the heart of every soul present there and being part of the thrill and adrenaline rush.
Got chance to click the live screeching cars on the track with high shutter speed camera and wishing to get as close as possible.
Here's a video which covers the story for all who missed.
