Irony And Ecstasy:
I clicked this picture on our visit to Mussoorie. We’d halted for a coffee in a tiny restaurant. Through the backdoor, I could see a bright little temple plonked precariously on a cliff. I couldn’t stop myself from requesting the manager to allow me get to the rear to click some pics. He gladly obliged. There was this person, enjoying the chilling mountain breeze while puffing beedi. His eyes were beautifully old and skin countlessly wrinkled. Don’t miss the ad on the wall behind him.
Mussoorie uncle
I‘ll Be There For You:
Getting a perfect shot ain’t easy. There’s lot of stunts involved…well…sometimes… This was one such, clicked from my 16th floor balcony. I enjoy standing there with my chilled coffee, watching the grandparents bring the kids for a stroll every evening. What I love about this picture is the old, warm and protective hand of this aging grandad on the baby’s head. So much of love, so many emotions, so many promises!