Khimmibadhi| An instagram Story
| Morning rituals of a basic Udaipur household A bhramin family washes clothes, utensils and a rickshaw on lal ghat on an early morning.
| before the childhood dies The liberal happiness of the child reminds me of how my childhood died and I have started living as an adult. I could have been a child all my life, but materiality of life is a silent killer of a lot of children. I am just part of the same singing,same dancing crap of the world which we affectionately call 'LIFE'
| a basic household of Jodhpur Love how the staircases and corridors become the spill out and multi usage spaces of the house. It actually builds up the character of the streets and adds drama for the passengers. Is it the way the built and planning should be catered to ? Let's not over design.
| ship breakers of Alang The back bone of the Bhavnagar economy. These workers are given a cylinder a day to Finish for gas cutting, the fumes and sparks from this processes comes in direct contact of these workers which leads to numerous health related complications. And there are a number of children involved in the whole lot, but the question is this all legal ? "Absolutely fucking not !"
| divers of blue city
| blue is the warmest color
| an elephant pulling the curtain out as the sun sets down on the landscape of Jaipur. Amer, April '16
| a pedestrian, a rickshaw, a museum. A story from a recent rather short trip from Jaipur, Rajasthan where heat wave is taking over the city.
| changing built scape of the pink city
| what time is it ? Time is a very unique entity of its own. It does and doesn't exist simultaneously. It's presence marks your life and the all the little drops your life is made up of. Nearly impossible to capture yet elastic and fluid enough to be recognised.
| light and shadows by late Charles correa
| Jodhpur dreams
| Himalayan adventures.
| ladies of the house. Strolling through the mountains and came across this group of females.
| children around cheni fort, HP This is my reflection on the social gathering. When you enter a space to capture it, you are not capturing space itself but your reflections on it. A single action has a rippling effect on things around you. This is a similar case, this is an image of group of children reacting to a photographer.
| basic love of things
| you are ruined, you change and make things right. You are scarred from places , beautiful at times.
| courtyard living by Ashok B. Lal.
| laundry room
| a man scratches his head during a hail storm in Gurgaon.
| appropriate spaces From a drawing to a doodle, a collage of aspirations,ideas, budget and requirements. Built , appropriated and built more. Such spaces challenge modern day practice's of smooth surface and right angles.
| mumbai drenched
| faith party. Eid Mubarak from jama majid, old Delhi.
| faith part II a girl gazing over the crowd as thousands of men bow down to pray to the god on the festival of Eid at jama majid, old Delhi
| wrapped in belief Faith is a beautiful thing. Carrying you through every emotion, it is what moves you while being the stillness one needs.
| aftermath A family sits at the steps of the mosque after the prayer processions were completed on the occasion of eid-ul-fitar at jama majid,old Delhi.
| Initiation, welcome to life. A father showing his son the north gate of the mosque with the commotion from the market at Eid. Religious awareness at its beginning.
| static in motion People enjoying a ride at the Eid fair at Old Delhi.
| the reading room at nainital lake, uttrakhand
| balancing her future. A child walks on a tight rope on a sunny morning for donations from people on street. . Happy 70th year of independence,India
| the man who moves with the house.
| corporate mornings of millennium city.
| Delhi university elections aftermath.
| between skin and bones.
| social gatherings of city Jodhpur.
| rush. what I love the most about Mumbai is this guy and that other guy and everyone making it what it is, "Mumbai".
| what color is your God ? A group of Muslim men walk out of the jama majid campus after a massive prayer meeting on the occasion of eid-ul-fitar.
| line by line
| a women climbs up the stairs of mehrangarh fort at the city of Jodhpur
| eaten by Time.
| spiraling through the hills Indian aspirations of fluidity in built spaces.
| the edge condition. A very strong gesture drawn by man separating the land and water shows the concern of control over the elements we are made of. Good job human.
| what are you made of ?
| frame x frame Somewhere in Lucknow.
| concrete vegetation of millennium city. The vertically of the city amazes me. Top frame of scenes are porcelain living of unfinished dream's on bank loans and bottom frames are the scares of a dieing city and citizens move.
| the city of Delhi welcomes you. The saddest light I have seen in so many years of my stay in Delhi. It's the green place scene from the film 'madmax' , where there is no green left, stick witch's take over and no resources worth consuming. I am afraid this city.
| sleeping rickshaw pullers of Lucknow railway Station.
| wake and bake. A brickkiln campus from Kanpur, uttarpradesh
| stuck on the grid. Aren't you ?
| a typical household of rular Kanpur.
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