Mirrored

I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
What ever you see I swallow immediately
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful—
The eye of a little god, four-cornered.

– From ‘Mirror’ by Sylvia Plath

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We Three Kings of Orient Are

A bit of post-processing, a bit ONLY (I just played around with the shadows), and this photograph was transformed!

I love Three Kings of Orient. My convent school upbringing has a role to play, of course. I leave you with my favorite rendition of the carol, a fantastic arrangement indeed.

Squall in the City

Last night I posted about the squall that hit Delhi day before. A common summer occurence, it uprooted a few trees here and there, caused traffic jams, power-cuts and brought with it refreshing showers. Powerful winds flew my dustbin a couple of houses away, and I had to fetch it before it flew in the neighbouring plot. (Note to self: The dustbin is not made of gold and has no Harry Potter connection whatsoever. To put it simply, not worth venturing out in a storm.)

Later though, when the sky cleared a bit, Delhi witnessed a most beautiful sunset. Here are some photos from the same.

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Which one did you like best?

Oh, also, if you know of a good watermarking software or site, please tell me. I’m quite sick of picmarkr.com. It is excruciatingly slow.