Picture this- February

In my pursuit to improve my photography skills by taking the easy way out of simply clicking and capturing moments around me, let me start by sharing a picture for every month .

Heres a happpy beginning with Fabulous February:



This one is from the Lalbagh flower show-2012

Dance of the flowers

I visited the flower show at Lalbagh on a weekday in the hope that it would not be very crowded, but I was wrong.

Going by some of the pictures, you see that almost all of them have people in the background. And they are not intended :)

The theme of display was creative. It was dance forms from different states of India.
Dollu Kunitha, Kamsale, Bhangra, Bharatanatyam to name a few.
The diversity of colours of the flowers blended well to create the unity of the various regions of India.








The morning newspaper carried an article about the holiday rush at the flower show for the republic day, but the weekday or the afternoon sun did not deter visitors.

Wishing the organisers loads of luck for the clean up act after the huge amount of litter thanks to the public picnics and all the commercial stalls set up.

Would love to go back to Lalbagh when its more peaceful even without much of the colour in the glass house.

Jungle laws of the urban wild

Surely, this is not about the green jungle.
The title aptly describes the morning traffic scene one day on my way to office.

At a traffic signal, watching from the autoriskshaw, I saw many four wheelers trying to hurriedly drive past the amber signal light.

While all others were waiting patiently, there was this car that screeched to a halt and the driver got out jumping like on a hot tin roof , walking to the car a few feet away.
She impatiently asked the man behind the wheel why he drove rashly along the previous kilometer all the time getting in the way of her car.
The tone of the voices of both parties involved was anything but friendly.
The road rage got higher with abuses that were totally uncalled for.
To say, the supposed to be working class "gentleman" and the "gentle lady" were in no way showing any signs of courtesy or minimal humane behaviour.

All of us - the other travellers had nothing to say or do about calming either one of the fighting bulls.
There was only one thing that could stop these "civil"-ians and it was the green light of the traffic signal. It caused many of the bystanders to their own business and force the neatly dressed nitwits to go their way--though still screaming abuses.

It was quite a scene and a wild one at that...

Monsoon raaga

The daily quota of the sudden rains provides respite from the afternoon humidity.
A view from the balcony during one such downpour with the hazy view.