the beautiful season

Then followed that beautiful season... Summer....
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape
Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

tiled roofs and golden asparagusthe glorious vishumoments of new beginnings

the fragrance of mallipoo one evening

lotus buds wrapped in leaf

then they bloomed

then they bloomed

and the uruli bloomed with the blooms......this summer at home

very much at home

no ,not in dreams .....

are you all dreaming

na then enjoy the images and write to me ....

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Summer Charm

A Tea Party

A tea party and back to blogging after a short break

A lot of time being taken by the little one

there isnt any time to sleep

but its fun with babies at home

its summer time and lots of photography yet to be taken

mind is always behind the lens.....

a zen feel to the images

enjoy the time...

One of our dear blogger friend Rajee Sood is having a Tea Party.Do join her for a cup of tea:)-

Life and Us...February

Life gives us an abundance of grace and gifts.We were on a wonderful journey the "second time",that gave us the best gift ever..i am greatful to God for having given me the cutest bundle of joy the second time too...love both of them.

Jaidev was born on February 24.He is our bundle of joy.A little brother for my little and lovely daughter Gayatri.Baby boys are entirely different from baby girls and so we are learning more about him day by day and we love him dearly as much as we love our baby doll,our pussy cat Gayatri..(thts what we call her at home,she enjoys it,being called this way)

Needless to say life has been busy since then and I am at my home down south,away from Delhi,away from my daughter and husband,eventhough they keep their visits once a month.I am missing my home in Delhi,where three of us loved and lived, terrible miss being there.....

I am yearning to going back home, to my dearest hubby, to our own place, to our own routine, to our favorite haunts,to all the hill stations,to all the trips that have been kept on postponing for a year,for the morning walks in the parks and so much more and introducing Jaidev to our friends and family there.

I am really having a wonderful and relaxed time here,at my home, and I'm making the most of it, enjoying the daily massages, relishing the food and enjoying a bit of free time for flickr,blogging and facebook while myparents play with the baby

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shadows...that dance with mind

Shadows that made my mind dance

that made me chase the light

that made me appreciate the forms and shapes of life

In appreciation of the almighty,the sun god..

A poem which keep on repeating in my mind,when i take my camera to shoot the shadows

Where shadows chase light

This is my delight,

thus to wait and watch at the wayside

where shadow chases light

and the rain comes in the wake of the summer.

Messengers, with tidings from unknown skies,

greet me and speed along the road.

My heart is glad within,

and the breath of the passing breeze is sweet.

From dawn till dusk I sit here before my door,

and I know that of a sudden

the happy moment will arrive when I shall see.

In the meanwhile I smile and I sing all alone.

In the meanwhile the air is filling with the perfume of promise.

Rabindranath Tagore

that allures me ...
love the feel
blurdness and clarity of the shadows

the chair
betel leaf and wooden shades
this takes my breath away
the forms and shapes ,i love them all...hope you all love them...

A Morning at my Garden

The day dawns in softness and that gradually evolves into brightness in the sunny side of the garden.

A morning cup of tea and the camera.,

A keen awareness of the activity stirring around me begins to fill my senses.

And from this calm, sunlight streaking through the dawn, the gentle sounds of buzzing and fluttering begin to break the silence.

in a delightfully, familiar sort of way.

Fluttering and the tweet tweets of the love birds at home,greenery of the betel leaves ,the fallen flowers and leaves,an experience in its own....

The garden that shared my childhood and its memories

Fairly tropical in feel,my moms carefully tended garden,bonsais as old as us.,...

I am thankful for the gift of this small reminder to slow down and absorb the essence of every experience in this place.

I'm at once wholeheartedly aware once again ~~this is where I belong. This is MY moms garden.

Finally the tea rests under the pentas flowers...,on the garden path..

I am enjoying the pampering and love at home,will be here down south for a while.....

memories,dreams and reflections....

Flowers and leaves that fell into a large mortar and pestle in the garden takes me to the world of memories,dreams and reflections

Come travel with me to the wonderland...

Yesterday is but todays memory,tomoroow is today's dream

(Kahil Gibran)

Our dreams must be stronger than our memories.

We must be pulled by our dreams and not pushed by our memories.

Its also wonderful to bring back your memories...isnt so?

Give your dreams all you have got and be amazed at the energy that it gives back to you.

I am now dreaming of the brightest and happiest tomorrows...

Quiet reflections, memories and dreams ,life's bliss at the moment,you all enjoy this ...