Shot from the aircraft moments before landing, it was like I had never seen the land look so earthy.
Taken right outside my house, looking down the road that runs in front, at about 9:30 at night; way past my usual “outdoors” time. There was something in how noisy, grainy and overall bad the picture was that looks foreboding.
View from my room of the first monsoon showers. New Delhi was absolutely flooded, while Gurgaon suffered quite a bit of inconvenience. It did however leave all the plants greener and smelling beautiful for a while.
View from my sister’s room of the same shower. The plant looked especially green, glistening in the little amount of sunlight.
The swing on our roof. Although not used anymore, and a little worn from being outdoors, I sometimes go and sit in it when I’m trying to think.
An impressive display of breads at the Imperial Hotel.
My drawing pencils which I bought to start sketching again. Two months later there is still a lot of each pencil left because my art plans took a back seat as I got involved in more things. The blue and green pencils went right along with the blue wall and green cup.
I had never taken a bouquet of flowers for anyone. It’s one of those social gestures that never made sense to me while I was growing up, but now I can understand why it makes people happy.