With Papa...

Personally, I have always detested visiting a zoo , for -watching large caged animals groaning in pain is a very unpleasant and traumatic experience.

 So is keeping a pet parrot or a fancy aquarium in the drawing room.But this time, when forced by a chimpanzee lover to accompany her to one such place ….my equally tired eyes found a better diversion-  watching the gleeful kids!

Good Lord, it was  Sunday morning and  the poor little kid was  not  even spared from those gruesome tuitions ! . And the luggage- books,bag ,water,umbrella on the puny little shoulder.Oh yes!- a lovely pink frock and a matching hat.

Only respite, papa helped his princess take a break .And as I saw her….cringed against her papa while watching  a roaring lion.

Swan Lake

Cha Bar

It was my first official interview at the Park,

And,after that suffocating sophistication

I was back to my all time favourite -

Coffee,books  and adda...

On the streets

 We took a break
travelled the whole afternoon
      ate out
watched a movie.
 And watched the whole city travel with us...

 ( Special thanks to  Aditi.....for bearing all my craziness)

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Parting Thoughts

*Biyeee**

For I had never seen Guttu so serious...(!!)

By my sister...

Cloud,
    Mist,
fall
      &
Spontenity

Dusk

The roof being my favourite hangout..

Of Longingness and Desire...

My touch me not babies

                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
 My Childhood buddies...will u come home this winter?  

Spotted in the Bombaii rains!

Are you ogling at miss beautiful?

When silence speaks

I stealthily ...tiptoed
    And
Stood in a corner..

Grandeur

Kolkata

Antiquity,
Quaintness,
Life,
Past & Present

End as it comes

Once
 green,
luxuriant.
now dry, brown,
yellow...leaves soaking in the rain.

One rainy afternoon

I sit by my window one lazy Sunday afternoon...far ,  far away from home , gazing at the raindrops bathing the sweet little flower which  stealthily  peeps  through the frosted glass  and  tries to overhear me.   I focus  the camera.........,  by then,  the pretty little thing is almost lost in a  dream-