I love photography, ’cause there are no dead-ends, no finish lines and no boundaries.
Still a long way to go....
Silent I'm, so only not looked after...
I'm rusted...yet I'm unbent.
Indian Palm squirrel flaunting marks of Rama's five fingers while building its dreys.
The miscible fusion of old and not so old....of exploited and not so exploited.
They come, They wait and then they go.
Unfortunate ones stay for long and for sure.
'Jadi tor daak shune keu naa aashe tabe ekla chalo re'
(If they answer not to thy call walk alone)
You don't need mundane things to grow. You just need the passion to fly high.
