Footwork, Genda Phool and What if?

Photography workshop at college.
Forced to take pictures.
Refused to be typical and photograph flowers and flaa-flaa.
Okay, One of them is my feet, with my payals,etc.I've titled it Footwork.
One is Atta looking all contemplative. She was actually thinking, "Hmm...should I eat at the canteen or at the mess?" Clearly, such a life altering decision. I called this one, What if?
Haan, the last one is what happens to Atta everytime she hears the song Genda Phool from Delhi 6. She attains some super-Madu-ness, and starts dancing like she's doing the thumri, hence the twirly hand movements. You can see why I've called this one Genda Phool.
Thanks to the Atta (actually known to most as Medha), and to the Krunal Patel for lending me his camera. And to my mommy and poppy and Krishy for supporting me and always being there for me. Okay, I only put that in because it sounded like I had won an Oscar, what with all the thanking. Also, I guess you hardly appreciate the people you take for granted, so thought, chalo, may as well types. Ok, now bas, haan. Kindly leave honest feedback and/or critisism, so I may anticipate my marks. THankee!

Blue Moo Cow

India. Too many people. Cows on every street. So many decisions to make. To vote or not to vote? My blue cow is depictive of the mood. Like me, she doesn't know whether to vote. Who to vote for? To abstain her vote? Or to just sit back and grumble some more....

I will follow you into the dark

Experiments with my black pen. Love for Death Cab for Cutie. On a day of parting, the song that shall fill my heart shall be their bestest:I will follow you into the dark.

Hard Rock Cafe, Mumbai!

I know it's slightly over exposed, but then it compliments the mood. Goodtimes. All the YMCA-ing!

The Miracles of a strange camera phone

Everyone has those days when they are sitting at a place cursing there phones. Or their service provider for the lack of reception. And then, out of nowhere, the sunlight comes pouring in. Literally. And the dear little phone that you have been making strange faces at is suddenly your best friend. The miracles of a camera phone!

Nostalgia

Done around 3 years back, this is the cover of the sketchbook I used for most of my doodles back in the 11th and 12th grades. Missing school. Missing Ramjhani, Shylesh, and all the other fictional characters we came up with to annoy Nihar. Sigh. Stupid AD. Why you go and get me all nostalgic, pah?

Ajanta, Ellora and Paithan

As part of our annual excursion through college, we were taken to visit the caves at Ajanta and Ellora. En route, we also got to see how Paithani sarees are made. These pictures are so-so, considering that they are from my piddoo little camera phone, but I had to put them up.