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Munkee See Munkee Doo at the North East Fashion Fest, Delhi.


Shillong Recall

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July had been crazy, quiet and melancholic. I don’t wanna think much about how grievingly my Shillong trip ended but would still love to recall every beautiful thing. I had a lot to say yet ironically never had a post in July.

This is series inspired by the better half of the month, the nowness of an abstract stillness and memory hues. Everything before everything happened.


Few People Look At You. Few Don’t

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Shot at Chandni Chowk, a market that was once divided by canals to reflect moonlight. Now there are just too many people staring at you.


Backstage

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I was at the WIlls India Fashion Week few months back documenting backstage for Bodice. Few of the photographs are up at the Bodice Blog, while the ones that aren’t there are here.

If anybody might be wondering, no, no, most of the photographs are not edited 😉


Spring and Roll

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Signs From The Universe

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Pair of Two

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Two friends. Shot at Majnu ka Tilla


Aftermath of Holi

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This was my first Holi in Delhi and I chose not to step out of the house. People were throwing colours from one building to another, which was preceded by throwing water balloons since the past two days. We have a lot of children living in our colony, so that explains everything.

Holi, back home, in Imphal almost go on for a week. Locally termed as Yaosang, it is more or less like an occasion for hosting sports and cultural activities. Children would usually walk house to house collecting monetary donations or Nakadeng, dressed in colourful traditional attire. Young girls and boys  go for Thabal Chongba, (moonlit dance) which is descriptively a friendly way of meeting or checking out girls/boys from their locality.

I hope to go there someday.


Cloudscaping-II

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Man and His Machine-III

IMG_9841Shot in Delhi, outside Dilli Haat, where he sells balloons everyday.


Multiplication

12Things in my head.

Skies. Walls. Geometry. Jackets.


Christmas Paradox

This December, I celebrated Christmas with two of my friends and a few people I met at the Cathedral Sacred Heart in Delhi.

These photographs are just my interpretations of the people and things I saw on the streets.

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Doolittle-II

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Here’s my nephew who just celebrated his second birthday on the first day of this year. Couldn’t be there for his birthday but heard he started licking the knife before blowing out the candles.

He happens to be probably the first kid I have ever photographed and damn it wasn’t easy. He kept chasing the camera, running around and pulling my hair.

One good thing, he loves the camera !!

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Don’t Look At Me

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Solitary

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Animated Girl

Happy Birthday, You Animated Character.

CLICK HERE to let it animate.


Walk and Walk: Ziro Series #one

Ziro is known to be one of the oldest towns in Arunachal Pradesh, which is also the home for the Apatani people. Besides the mountains, rice farms and orchards, Arunachal has an ample number of helipads. This is one of them.

My friend says this is probably the only helipad in Ziro, which I guess is true and which is why the helipad usually becomes a football ground for most of the kids out there. Then with preferences, the football field would also temporarily turn into a cycling track or a grazing field for a lonely cow.

We preferred strolling and looking at the mountains.


Don’t Get Hit By a Rocket

Well, this Diwali, we decided to walk on the streets of the city and watch the fireworks. Fun.

It somewhat turned out to be a good idea. We almost got hit by a rocket. Missed me by few inches. Fun.

[Incase you are wondering what Diwali is, check here. Incase you already know, I hope that I put up more photographs later. Soon. Fun.]

Besides, wishing all, Happy Fireworks.


My Childhood Friends

Went home this summer and I found some of my old possessions.

A duck who wants to say hello.

(It lost one of its wings in an attempt to fly)

A cheetah trapped in a telephone.

(The phone is still working. This is where you reach me when I am home.)


Richie Rich who got a little richer.

(Because the trash box was always full.)

A limping Chaplin.

(Because Charlie bit his foot.)

A screaming finger puppet.

(Because the fingers grew out of his head.)

And my mother.


Perspectives

Baoli is a term for stepwell in hindi. The one I shot here is locally popular as ‘Agrasen ki Baoli‘ in Delhi. We went once and were late. I could just take around 30 photographs in abrupt 15 minutes with the security guards on the trail.

And with the few photographs I could manage to take, here is my first try at multi-perspective collage.

Hoping to try out more perpective shots of the Baoli, the next time I go a bit early.


The Art of Looking Crossways

[Photography by me and Vibhash Sharma]


Negative Space

[Original Photograph]

[In Inverted Colours]

Shot in Hauz Khas Village. Spray Painted letters on the gate.


1+1=1

Shot two years back in Bangalore, photographs of sunsets and clouds merged together to form one parallel sky. These photographs were shot on the same day.


Fog People

Shot at Shillong on a summer day. It was full of clouds and fog and very few people. Here are the photographs of the few people I came across.

An enthusiastic kid, my friends, a self portrait and a couple walking away.