Posts Tagged "Nomadic Moments"

You hope!

It is a shimmer in the darkness, It guides you to walk, It becomes a reason to live. The light fades away, not once, or twice, but many times. Yet you cling on every time it shines. You hope.  

Deny you – deny you

Denial! You deny. Or, are you denied? Do you deny to be happy? Or, do you choose not to be happy? Happiness! What is happiness? Happiness of who? You? Or, not you?  


Deliblurate Ideas, many hover my mind. Sometimes none. Often when in need too many crowd each other, the sharp idea diminishes.  Only a blur remains. In this photo essay I am exploring the idea of blur in my daily routine. Deliberately deviating ...


You are a little of everyone you live with You are a little of everyone you like You are a little of everyone you dislike You, are not you. You are some of everything you possess You are some of everything you desire You are some ...

Excuse, you!

Excuse makes you happy You fall in love with it Someday you can fall because of it Stay ahead of excuse, never behind it. Now, excuse me~

Expectation and you~

You expect, you are expected. There is a sorrow, there is a joy. Where is the line? Who has the line? #you

Time and you~

The clamps of time are tight and suffocating! Let go of it and look into yourself, you are full of wonders! You are a genius! #you

Ladakh mon amour!

I woke up with the rhythm of the train to find green landscapes and distant houses vaguely visible behind the thick grey fog. After many days this was the first time I had woken up without sight of hills from ...

Life Reclaimed

The beginning was my step to deviate from corporate world in quest for better values and ideas of life. I was not sure where I was headed but I knew some of answers could be found by traveling places, especially the ...

At the doors of monsoon

It was peak summer when the last installment of #6weekstory was published. Today as I draft the 4th installment of #6weekstory I stand at the doors of a beautiful season, Monsoon. Like I mentioned earlier the plans were rough from then ...