I met this beautiful child at Dharavi. She came forward to talk and insisted on taking a photograph with me. I asked her what she wants to become when she grows up and she told me that she aspires to be a Math teacher.😊
I will be sharing a lot of pictures from my travels & life in general, here, from the past. I just realised that this account is missing many beautiful pictures (and the memories), courtesy, the number of different Instagram accounts I've had before this one. If you are following me from the 'Woman Spice' days, you might have seen those. If not, you can see those pictures now.😊
The link to the Dharavi blog is in bio.
The only time I got a chance to do night photography was in Kargil. It was midnight, almost 2 degrees and I was struggling with my lens like every first-timer. But, what a night it was! The most beautiful one, ever. And, this photograph is the proof. 🌟
P.S. Increase your phone’s brightness to see all the stars. 😊
Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom. -
Sonnet 116 William Shakespeare