Saree…the all Indian attire often requires more room to dry than it requires when worn. Women then have to hang them out of the windows, which is a normal practice everywhere. The long colorful and flowing garment breathes life into the dull old buildings of the city…
It has been raining continuously since yesterday in Ahmedabad and my plans to go for the Heritage walk in the morning were washed away due to this. Never the less a friend and I decided we would go for the Night heritage walk that’s conducted by the House of MG. So armed and ready to shoot we reached early to enquire about the Night Heritage walk. A smart-looking gentleman greeted us. Dressed in traditional clothes a contrast to my dull cargos with faded knee caps, a military style waist pack and a grey T-shirt. After scanning us from head to toe he declared the cost the tour and quickly reminded us that since it was raining the tour might or might not take place. Plus it was not exactly a walk, rather more of a shuttle service which would involve a car taking us from one place to another. He asked us if we would be staying for dinner and we politely declined.
Finally we decided to spend are time stuffing chicken down our throats at a nearby restaurant. Which was followed by a delightful walk through the old streets near Lal Darwaza. The rain had brought the temperature down and the empty streets lit up with the yellow street lights created a soothing atmosphere. The streets near Lal darwaza, full hustle bustle in the day when informal shops lineup on both the sides selling everything from underwear to kitchen wares, were now barren. At Manek chowk the party was just getting started with food stalls ready to receive customers well into the night. Old houses on both the sides of the narrow poorly lit back alleys almost looked haunted. Our walk ended with a nice cup of tea at the New Lucky restaurant.
For the second day of my assignment I leave you this image..
- Project 365 (fromthewhiterabbit.wordpress.com)
It’s been more than a month since I have had something to say. Sometimes life just drags on and you lumber on, without any complains, untill you finally realise nothing is the way you dreamed off it. There are so many things to do, places to see, things to experience and books to read, but so little time! I am currently reading 4 books, all half done, some lost, some forgotten during a flight in the plane, some too boring to go on, but I intend to finish them somehow!
Starting several things and not being able to see them finished is very disheartening for me. So today in front of all my readers, followers, friends, including those that don’t care, I declare the start of Project 365! What is project 365? Nothing new, googling it will give you about 46,500,000 results in just 0.19 seconds! So you may think everyone does it. Well yes, but then aren’t we all doing things that everyone else has been doing for years together? What matters is doing it differently!
Coming back to Project 365…the objective is to click a new picture everyday and post it for 365 days, starting from today! Sounds exciting? No? I have seen photographers all around the world doing this to learn, experiment and grow. Finally I have mustered up enough courage to take-up this little endeavour. What inspired me was the classic Meryl Streep movie Julie & Julia. Based on the life of the famous chef Julia Child and the life of Julie Powel, an New York based author who decides to cook all the french dishes from Julia Child’s first book in 365 days, this award wining movie is a must watch. Not only did Julie Powell succeed in cooking up 524 recipes in 365 days, but her blog on the experience went on to become a big hit!. It was made into a book and then the beautiful movie!
So on this note I leave you with a picture, not taken today but a couple of days back, early morning from my window! What I really want to say from this picture is that you can really find what you looking for, even in the most unlikely places, provided you look for it! Cheezy but I mean it!
Wish today was a day spent remembering old times…
A day spent strumming old tunes on a guitar
A day spent by the little lake that beckoned us once upon a time
A day spent cycling through the forest
And getting lost there during a weekend hike
A day spent talking about girls, studies and life..
A day spent remembering innocent letters exchanged ….
A day spent remembering all the shared lunch boxes
A day spent eating chicken at our favourite restaurant
A day spent studying together and learning nothing..
A day spent talking about the best music, movies, books and art
A day spent remembering a cold icy lake under the stars
So many memories and just a day to celebrate?
Let’s not be unfair friends….
A day when you wonder what you have done all your life
Remember them and the time you have spent with them
Then a single friendship day will seem less..
And a single lifetime won’t be enough!
Far from the village fair, the dusty road leading us on, we reached a well and large circular platform. Finding ourselves alone, we decided to wait there, as the sun was already kissing the sand dunes at the horizon.
A couple, old and wise, approached us and wished to know if we would like to some music. Their traditional attire, instruments and the sparkle in their eyes held us. We obliged.
Beautiful music emanated from their instrument, and the then they began to sing. “Kesariya balaam …..”. We were lost in the music, with tears in my eyes, at a distance I saw a camels crossing over a sand dune with the red sun ready to dive.
The best evening that I may never experience again!
- Timeless Pushkar in Color (colorodyssey.wordpress.com)