Category: Photo Essays

Annapurna Circuit before October 2014 Avalanche

I say this at every opportunity, “not for nothing people associate The Himalayas with renunciation of the material world.” If you spend enough time in the mighty mountains, renunciation becomes a natural process. When you are up there, in the lyrics of Metallica, nothing else matters.

Asia, Nepal, Photo Essays, Wanderlusting

A peek into the bustling markets of Meghalaya

As a kid the very sound of market excited me, because of its association with the pleasant prospect of shopping, much to my father’s dismay. The sound of shopping still excites me and the reason remains the same. However, now that I have to pay my own bills, I reluctantly learnt to sidetrack myself by means of a camera. Hail street photography!

Asia, India, Photo Essays, Wanderlusting

Nature – The Best Designer Ever

Every time I crave for some inspiration I turn to nature and I’m never disappointed. I always return thoroughly intoxicated. Time to time, soaking in the marvels of nature has a therapeutic effect on my mind and body. I love to meditate sitting in the middle of a dense forest while absorbing the musical sounds coming from it. My recent trip was to Western Ghats in India, a UNESCO World Heritage Site rich in biodiversity. I

Nature, Photo Essays, Published, Wanderlusting, Wildlife-Nature

In Photos: The Amazing Annapurna Circuit

While you are in the company of Himalayas inner, peace is a natural process. The hardship I went through climbing the godlike Mountains was perfectly justified when I found myself meditating without fighting thoughts. Snow peaks, gorges, streams, yaks, horse, pine trees and a lot peace and quiet surrounded me. This is exactly why Himalayas is synonymous to renunciation. When you are up there you are really “up” there. Everything else in life seems insignificant.

Asia, Nepal, Photo Essays, Published, Wanderlusting

Beautiful planet and why I like window seats

One time when I got an aisle seat on the flight from Kathmandu to Kolkata, I fell all over the window seat guy next to me and clicked pics like there was no tomorrow. After a while, irritated, he turned to me and asked if it was my first flight, in the hope of putting me off. I giggled and continued. But I did tell him off in my mind, “dude, it’s the Himalayas, you cannot not click no matter how many times you fly.”

All Over, Asia, Europe, Photo Essays, Wanderlusting
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