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Life is a Miracle...!

Vibrance of Bangalore City Market..
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Bangalore City Market has infinite number of colors, so much of contrasts, textures and patterns with piles of flowers and tons of vegetables all over the place -- as much as the market can be a photographer's delight, its also a challenge to be able to represent the amazing medley of colors, contrasts, subjects, elements, action. It was an interesting problem to tackle, one of these days, when a group of us went to do some photography early morning at the City Market.

"Old definitely seems golden to the eye" - Bangalore has moved ahead adopting cosmopolitan rigour, urbanization, mall culture and so much more, but this market here seems to wear the same "old smile" that it used to years ago - and its a century old now. 
One can see how "Life Happens" every morning (wee hours, even before the sun rises!) - the pace of life witnessed is rather fast. People are buying, people are selling, people bargain, they fret and fume -- whole lots of people apart from these like the small time vendors, business folks, retailers and so on -- they all want fresh, and good quality vegtables and flowers from this vibrant market. 
Its a sight for sore eyes...

Currently names the K R Maket (in due respect of the Mysore King, Krishnaraja Wodeyar), the charm of City Market is addictive.
One does not mind the crowd and chaos - because each time one visits the market, the photographic opportunities are innumerable. The flower markets are one of the special sweet spots of this market -- from a couple of floors above, the view below is stunning! One can spend hours absorbing the mere colors around...


[...attempted to capture the medley of Motion, Vibrancy, Colors, Flowers and Action, here at the City Market] 



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My Sole My Companion...
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n Ladakh! These shoes flanked by the sand dunes of Nubra Valley in Ladakh were simply amazing pair of shoes, so good that I thought they earned a portrait shot for themselves :-).

Laying down on the sand dunes of Nubra and photographing the shoes and its imprints on the moving-grains of sand was addictive.
The touch of the warm sand was so good, against the fear that it may effect the lens -- a contrast of sorts!


It was interesting to attempt a kick over the mountains near the India-China Border of Pangong Tso Lake. One of my Taekwondo mates had attempted a similar one, when she went visiting Ladakh. So a two-in-one goal here :-)



There is a lot to be written about Ladakh, but there is much more to see:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/elzi/sets/72157627216309939/ - Transforming Terrains of Ladakh
http://www.flickr.com/photos/elzi/sets/72157629403155057/ - High Altitude Passes of Ladakh

From the land of Ladakh, "Julley"! (= Namaste)
-hema



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Leaving a Mark behind...
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Something stunning or appealing about the mark of a foot in sand - call it  "Impression in Time".

On two recent trips, one to Rann of Kutch in Bhuj, Gujarat and the other to Nubra Valley in Ladakh, I photographed two pictures of the impression left behind. Its a very interesting way to tell a story, perhaps. 

But there were many thoughts that prevailed in my mind even before photographing these impressions. It is about "A Step!", is it not?
I was confused with some thoughts such as...
If being confused is the first step to knowledge, then I must be a genius!
and
One does not know how deep a puddle is, unless one steps into it, is it not? 
and 
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a step...

Impression on the Salt Desert of The Great Rann of Kutch, Gujarath

Impression on the Sand Dunes of beautiful Nubra Valley, Ladakh

..so well, I figured The Step is of prime importance. Sometimes the distance is nothing; it is only the first step that is difficult.
So I decided, let me do a series of photographs from different places which captures The Step or The Impression.

After all, Setting the goal is the First Step to turning the invisible into the visible! With time, I only realized that The Impression is nothing but a mark left behind in the shifting sand dunes of Time. With every whiff of the wind, the sand moves and so does the Impression!


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Image chosen for the Edinburgh International Festival
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Edinburgh International Festival will be hosted this year from mid August to early September. This festival of 2011 will celebrate the vibrant and diverse cultures of Asia with the finest artists from countries and regions including China, India, Japan, Korea, Taiwan and Vietnam joining others from around the world to explore our shared passions, all against the backdrop of Scotland's stunning capital city. So don't delay and start planning your trip today! Read More

When I took a very difficult picture of a Rajasthani playing his Sarangi, on the sand dunes of the Thar Desert during the Pushkar Mela of 2009, little did I realize that this instrumentalist will make it big ! This picture has been chosen by the Edinburgh International Festival Committee for usage in their brochures (seen above), posters, flyer/pamphlets and their main EIF Website



Photographers throng the Pushkar Mela - and making a silhouette of these talented artists is always a pleasure, not to forget the challenge it can be - given the amount of people who could cross your way! 

The full image can also be seen on my Photo Journal with the title Instrumentalist !

This very picture was later used for making their large size posters - used for their exhibition hoardings in Scotland.

It felt good to have got the simple and talented artist from Rajasthan, up on the posters and pamphlets in Scotland.
So long,
-hema


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Photo Feature of March 2011 on the Canon Calendar
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This image I photographed during the Holi Festival (festival of colors) in year 2009 was chosen by the Canon team for their 2010-11 yearly desktop calendar. The month of March is carrying this picture and its good to see this picture on the calendar, today being the 1st of March.

So that time of year has dawned when Holi will be celebrated - that time of the year when many a legends and historical myths show up, many of the colors hidden surface and the child in each human comes alive, when they splash color water and Gulaal on each other.






I am glad this picture has captured the essence of Holi !
Happy Holi,
-hema

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OWC 2011 Photography Annual Contest - Judging the contest must be interesting!
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Gang'talk' - a city worth A Talk !
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There are very few places in the world that make you feel like being in Paradise, when you step foot on it.  Gangtok is one such that made me feel so; or perhaps paradise is seldom recognized as such until it is considered from the outside?  There was simple abundance in everything I could lay eyes on; simple in form and abundant in its impact on me.  

One of the first things that strike a visitor in Gangtok is the usage of the word, Tok, the closeness to the sacred Mt. Khangchendzonga and the sight of the monasteries and. They make an impressive appearance every now & then, here & there.  As our jeep made its final stretch on the grid-lock traffic on the Bagdogra-Gangtok route, I was sure that this journey is going to be worth a “Gang Talk!”

River Teesta that flows thru and thru from Bagdogra to Gangtok

Tok of the World
Having made an entry into Gangtok which is located in the Shivalik Hills of the eastern Himalayan range, at a height of 4,700 odd ft, I truly felt on Tok of the world – why not, when Tok in the local language meant ‘Top’ .  Not just this, the very thought of being able to see eye-to-eye with the third largest mountain in the world, Mt Kanchenjunga puts one, on Top of the world. One of the view points, called Tashi View Point is every visitor’s anticipated point. So was it for me, impatiently waiting to reach the View point, which is around 4kms away from Gangtok city.  History has it that late King Tashi Namgyal constructed this view point so people could get a fine perspective and view of the opposite hills, besides Mt.  Kanchenjunga. Early mornings, the sun is supposed to make its tip covered with a golden pink hue. So breathtaking is the sight supposed to be, that tourists from all over fight the morning chill, to wake up early and rush to Tashi. The weather God needs to be kind though, for one to see the sacred mountain, else it’s just a play of hide and seek!


                                           A Look at Gangtok: from Tashi View Point
With a cup of hot coffee, and a plate of sumptuous momos, I waited with bated breath to cast my eyes on the mountain, but alas! the weather God had its own plans.  Yet I must admit that the modest cafeteria in a perching shed did great justice to the food it offered.

Gangtok means, ‘Hill Top’ and being amidst the higher peaks of the Himalayas, sceneries all around can mesmerize a visitor. Such is the location of Gangtok - beautifully nestled with year-round mild temperate climate.  It shares its border with West Bengal – a slim river acts as a boundary and a divide and one needs to cross the bridge to get to Gangtok. 

Toks were our next hop

                                          Look Down Upon Gangtok from the Rope Way Cable Car
Having struck a mark on me, it was imminent that a few temples or Tok’s had to be seen.  Hanuman Tok was the first among them. Wondered what could it be? As the name signifies, it’s a temple dedicated to Lord Hanuman, at a height of 7200 ft. Having driven 11 kms from Gangtok, we reached this unique place – with the temple having a distinct architecture and the deity of the Hanuman clad in orange attire. Down in South India, seldom the idols of Hanuman are clad in any clothing. To me it seemed like a difference in cultural beliefs. From the top of this hillock, the view of the town is caught in my pictorial frames.  When talking to the priest, he mentioned that this temple is managed by a division of the Indian Army; perhaps the reason why it was so neat and clean.

                                    Abode of Lord Hanuman - The Hanuman Tok

After Hanuman Tok, it was the turn of yet another famous temple of Gangtok – named Ganesh Tok.  I was interested to visit this one since it had an interesting location – on the hillock on Gangtok –Nathula pass road. Nathula pass is one place I had read and heard about so much, that the mere mention of it, got me to see Ganesh Tok. Although a small temple, one can get a bird’s-eye view of the town and Mt from here. Savoring the moment, stood at the edge to breathe in fresh Himalayan air.

Popular Buddhist pilgrimage

It is believed that Gangtok rose to prominence as a popular Buddhist pilgrimage site after the construction of Enchey Monastery in 1840. I learnt that today, it is a centre of Tibetan Buddhist culture & learning, with the presence of several monasteries, religious educational institutions and Tibetology centers.  Enchey seemed a simple, relatively smaller, well architected monastery – young Buddhists walking past the colorful doors of Enchey told me that the literal meaning of this is “Solitary Monastery”.  

                        Prayer Wheels - at the Entrance of the Enchey Monastery
Enchey seems to have a legend of certain protecting deities residing in the monastery, and so goes. Due to this religious significance this Monastery is deeply ingrained in every household here – they believe that these deities fulfill wishes of the devotees.

The attire of Buddhists is worth a mention – clad in dark red/maroon they make a rather a lovely contrast against the colors of a monastery and also on the streets, against the backdrop of hilly ranges.  They chant hymns in succession each morning – a part of their schooling process, I realized.

Talking of hymns, I caught a rare spectacle of monks chanting their pre-lunch hymns and drumming, in the famed Ranka Monastery. Popularly also called the Lingdum Monastery, its vast with a sprawling complex, set amid serene forested hills – a true specimen of sacred architecture. Particularly impressed with the exquisite murals, statues & adornments, and the scale of the edifice of the Lord – made some memorable pictures inside the prayer hall too. This is a Buddhist center in the tradition of the Zurmang Kagyud lineage. 

                                    Monks chanting Hymns inside the Ranka Monastery  

While Ranka had its style, Rumtek Monastery had its own traditional designs of  the Kagyurpa monastery in Tibet.  It is said that Rumtek is the seat of Kagyu order of Tibetan Buddhism and also the largest monastery in the Eastern Himalaya. This is a maginificent gompa and inside the arena are quarters where age old Buddhists live. I met with a 98 year old Buddhist old man, who had all teeth (those left!), in smile for me, when I picked my camera to photograph him and his son.  Such peace of mind can be felt in these monasteries. 

The monastery hopping culminated with our visit to Do Drul Chorten. Evening was setting as we stepped into this  biggest stupa in Sikkim. Built in 1945, this holy stupa was built under the direction of Late Truslshi Rimpoche (difficult names to remember, so I literally wrote them down!). Here, there is close to 108 ‘Mani Lhakor’ or Prayer Wheels, which is a prominent feature in all monasteries. Buddhists turn the wheels and it implies that as they do it, they chant the mantras engraved on them.  Mostly, while turning wheels, something to the nature of "hail to the jewel in the lotus" is chanted; this is spoken to summon ‘Bodhisattva’.

Gangtok – in between

M G Marg – the famed Mahatma Gandhi road, seen in most cities was here in Gangtok as well. It truly swept me off my feet – simple three reasons being, never seen a M G Marg as clean as this, as beautiful as this, and one on which no vehicle moved. The whole street seemed architected to win every visitors heart – a cobble stone pavement, hanging baskets of flowers, stylish lamps, variety of shops on both sides, and so much more. Gangtok Momos, sweets, special drinks could all be had here.  Not having enough of it in day light, I came back to M G in the night – an even more overwhelming street it seemed.


Bhanjhakri Falls – Gangtok has several energy projects, so I learnt through our driver and a profound fact seemed to be that there are hardly any days, when the people of Gangtok go without power - something that we Bangaloreans cannot be proud of. A visit to the Bhanjhakri Falls endorsed this fact – it was an energy park as well as a shamatic theme park.  Located amidst lush green valley spread over couple acres of land, it is surrounded by trees and a gushing mountain river. And why not – when it is almost at 7000 feet receiving rainfall almost for 8 months during the year. 


                                                    Bhanjhakari Falls

Himalayan Zoo – close to Ganesh Tok was a Zoo with rare Himalayan species of animals living here. No matter how many animals we have seen, seeing Tiger, a bear, a leopard, a Tapir or even a rare peahen is a magical feeling.

In a nutshell

Sikkim seemed a fascinating & captivating Himalayan state; abode to the mighty Mt. Khangchendzonga is truly a mystical place.  The magic of the mountain extends to its inhabitants too. The ethnic communities of this place still have faith in magical realism, no matter how far science has progressed. 

With a heavy heart I bid bye to Gangtok. Just as if Gods were trying to cheer me up, as we passed by the river Teesta for the second time, we caught some rafters in action. Brave hearts were in their rafting boats taking a long ride along the Teesta – the thrill one can get from anything that is fast. Pace of Life...

Amidst the clouds, in the airplane taking me home, I reeled under the impact of this city of Gangtok.  It left a mark so deep, of Simple Abundance – everything was simple, but abundant in its beauty & value. I was sure, this journey is going to be one of my all-time-memorable one. And I could not wait for the plane to land, as I was impatient to engage in a tete-a-tete with friends – and to have a Gang Talk about Gangtok!

A few pictorial excerpts from Gangtok: www.flickr.com/photos/elzi/sets/72157624491828800/

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'Aspirations and Turbulences of Youth Today' - a Photo Exhibition
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 This is the theme of a Photography Exhibition held at Heggodu in Sagar by Ninasam. Ninasam was the brainchild of the renowned dramatist and Magsaysay award winner, K V Subanna. It is currently headed by  K V Akshara, the son of Subbanna (Ref: (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ninasam).

This uniquely done course is an annual week long  festival of Culture -  that includes theatre, dance, music, literature and photography! People interested in drama, films, cultural discourses, literature, music and dance come from all over the state of Karnataka to be a part of this gala event. Over the last five years, noted photographers like Mr Rajaram K S, Mr A N Mukund, Mr A G Lakshminarayan and others have held photographic exhibitions - that showcase the culture in the form of frames and also give people a large avenue to appreciate the power of Photography.

However, this year, they wanted to showcase the younger generation's view points in the form of Photographs. Thus, Ninasam opened out the Exhibition to 30 New Generation Photographers - who were invited to show images on this theme, of Aspirations & Turbulence's of Youth Today and later evaluated and chosen. Upon getting chosen as one among the 30 photographers, I have exhibited close to 10 photographs at this unique exhibition!

To think through the hat of this theme seemed a challenge, but could certainly arrive at a few apt frames. It would be interesting to see the reaction from the hundreds of people who will be arriving here over this week, what with eminent people performing, students undergoing courses, theatrical plays staged, along with walk through the photographs as a part of the appreciation course. When I chose the images, I looked at it from this perspective -
"Everything in this world is Binary by nature - just like an On and Off. Many analogies can be drawn to the naturally occurring Binary pairs: the Sun and the Moon, the Zero and One, Success and Failure, Black and White, Ripe and Raw, Awake and Asleep, and well not to forget, Aspirations and Turbulence's."

Some of my chosen frames that are displayed at the Ninasam Exhibition between Oct 3rd and Oct 9th 2010:

Expectations Versus Reality    Expectations Versus Reality

To 'The Fatafat Generation' of Today! To the Aspirations and Turbulence's of the Youth Today.
-hema
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Row...Row...Row your boat
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..gently down the stream,
Merrily merrily merrily merrily...
Life is but a dream!

That was a nursery rhyme that gave us high as children. But it so applied to this boat race that I witnessed too - the 58th Annual Nehru Boat Race. It just got over at Alleppey on the 14th of August. Everything was just the same, except that the men did not row gently. They were aggressive and ferocious down the Punnamada Lake.

To me it seemed like a dream come true; as it was hard for me to believe that I was on a boat, on the Punnamada Lake on the 14th Aug watching the raw excitement. This was because I decided to go witness the race only on the 12th August late evening. Getting a simple bus ticket from Bangalore to Cochin was harder than a high-terrain-trek ! But as it is said, some of the best things happen when least expected.

Regardless of anything, this race has been happening on the second saturday of August every year. Hundreds of boats lined up next to each other - on which people find themselves finding a spot to sit, stand or hold onto something and hang on -- till the real races of the canoes begin. Its a marvelous atmosphere - everyone with just one goal - "to witness the spectacular boat race and cheer their favorite team". I for one, had to get myself introduced to the other enthusiasts on my boat before getting to know Alleppey. It was a lovely contrast --> to go up to this lively, vibrant, and chaotic part of the lake (where the race happens), one needs to sail down the calm, vast, pin-drop silent backwaters. Being a first timer at the race, I could not quite fathom the calmness when I expected the chaos!

Well, I got my answer soon, as I neared the tens of boats lined up. Jumping over a few boats to reach the one which our group had rented was like a curtain raiser :-)

The anxiety was building up - two transformations I saw : a sea of tranquil to a sea of humanity, the subtleness of the people to sheer loudness. To top it, people had their share of the local version of the alcohol - arrac, toddy, or perhaps some other? As I was catching up with all these new elements, I got to know more about the history of this race.

In 1952, the first race, an impromptu one was conducted in honor of Pandit Nehru, the then Prime Minister of India. He had visited Alappuzha. In that race of snake boats, the boat named Nadubhagam Chundan stood first.  Thrilled by the performance of the oarsmen, Pt Nehru jumped into the winning boat, caring less about all the security arrangements. This boat proceeded to the boat jetty carrying Pt Nehru.

He then came back to Delhi, and donated a Silver Trophy - a replica of a snake boat placed on a wooden abacus.The trophy bears the following inscription above his signature, “To the winners of the boat race which is a unique feature of community life in Travancore Cochin." . This trophy later came to be known as Nehru Trophy,. And in fond memory of this visionary PM of India, the people of Alappuzha celebrate the Nehru Trophy Boat Race every year.

Amazing, I thought!

This boat race is in fact the competition of snake boats chundanvallams - snale boats are also called Chundans.  It not only looks impressive, but also measures over an impressive 100 feet in length, with a raised prow.  Tens of oarmen (going up to 111 men on a single boat) can sit on these boats, close to each other and row. Their only aim - to be the fastest on the 1400 meters track of water. It seems the former colonial rulers called them the Snake Boats - basing the name on a native boat found in Norway, although Kerala's Chundans bear very little resemblance to their European counter parts.

There is lot more to write about - but  better said in the form of visual images..

Viewer Boats lined up on the Lake                                                   Our group sitting on our boat, in anticipation

Race Boats lining up gradually, waiting President Pratibha Patil


  
               Supporters cheer their teams

  
                  The boat race begins ...

 
               Oarmen show their powers...    
 
  
              Oar-women are no less...   


The Adrenaline Rush..


Damn the torpadoes! Full speed ahead


The Jubilation!


Curtain down on the races...!


...and
 
  
its time for hundreds of visitors to return home


..on the Backwaters of Alleppey


So did we...
return to our home by the shores of the backwaters

Leaving behind a thrilling experience, as the boat took a long route towards our home, it was their speed, their co-ordination, exceptional endurance and their excellent performance that came to my mind. How could they so fast? Were there any limits at all? Well, There are no Speed Limits on the road to Excellence, are they?

 

 
So close to the backwaters - we stayed


And early next morning, a shot by the Lake for Posterity
(Wish the boatman in the background had come into the frame)
 
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Shrouded in Mystery : Temple of Bangalore
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Malleshwaram, the place which makes hearts of many Bangaloreans tick faster, has always held its charm. From the yesteryears till this date, when malls, cinema halls and commercial complexes are taking over.

This part of the Bangalore city still remains relatively serene, calm emanating fragrance of vegetables from the markets, Dosas from the Darshini's and simplicity from the residents. The temples of Malleshwaram have always been distinct with devotees coming in from all parts of the city. One such temple is the excavated temple of Nandeeswara in 17th Cross... truly unbelievable, but it is a fact that this entire temple that stands tall today was excavated in a 1997 underground digging - when they wanted to consider building a house on this land. Legend has it that the unscathed temple is 7000 years old...

I wrote about this after my second visit here recently for the Deccan Herald. Every person living in Bangalore must visit this beautiful monument shrouded in mystery..

www.deccanherald.com/content/80928/shrouded-mystery.html

As Einstein says, 'The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed!'
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