Vintage Summer

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Edited. I have a quarrel against yellow for some reason, yet I couldn’t resist admiring the yellow flowers that hung like tresses on the sparsely green tree against a clear blue sky. The original photo didn’t capture that beauty, but looked like a screaming yellow twig of a tree.  I have edited all those colours out, so I’ll leave it to your imagination how it might have looked like.

Parched

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A view from a train. A chapped, sun-dried terrain, yet amidst the rock bed of some non-existent river, the promising black-blue depths of water  …

(As a rule, I never use ellipses. However my poetry here, in case you didn’t notice, has surprised me so much, I must make an exception.)

Disquiet

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This photo looks disturbing to me, perhaps because there are so many unanswered, incomplete problemos in it, such as the headless tree on the left, what looks like a tree that has buried its head or tail(?) in the sand, a tree bending over to peer into the water, and — well, that’s about it.

Taken from the Baroda Zoo, Sayajibaug.

Liberation

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From Prarthana Bhoomi, Sabarmati ashram, Ahmedabad.

I realize I keep clicking pictures of trees and odd branches all the time. Trees seem to me the most photogenic and aesthetic of subjects. They look unique and turned out in surprising ways without conscious effort or deliberate beautification.