It started as a normal day, internship at the bhau daji lad museum
I had to collect natural fallen objects (to some people-garbage) lying around in the jijamata udyan aka rani ka baug!
I went inside and started collecting and it brought a smile to my face, it reminded me of the time when I used to leave my house with a sketchbook pen, camera walking across different roads sitting and sketching ancient trees, the twisted branches, graceful creepers, withered walls, shooting random moments, utterly fail at composing, try to capture the vivid patterns, even attempt to create some, stare at a wriggly worm, follow a butterfly, meow at a cat, talk to crows till the sky blue turned prussian, that would be my cue.
I had to collect natural fallen objects (to some people-garbage) lying around in the jijamata udyan aka rani ka baug!
I went inside and started collecting and it brought a smile to my face, it reminded me of the time when I used to leave my house with a sketchbook pen, camera walking across different roads sitting and sketching ancient trees, the twisted branches, graceful creepers, withered walls, shooting random moments, utterly fail at composing, try to capture the vivid patterns, even attempt to create some, stare at a wriggly worm, follow a butterfly, meow at a cat, talk to crows till the sky blue turned prussian, that would be my cue.
Been ages since I've done that,
A nice long walk , alone, no purpose, no worries, no desires, nothing concrete, no expectations, just a walk.
A nice long walk , alone, no purpose, no worries, no desires, nothing concrete, no expectations, just a walk.
Thank you BDL for reminding me!
And now the photographs!
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