Skip to main content

Monsoons...

One thing I love about Coimbatore is its rains...!!! We, the Coimbatoreans are gifted with rains during both the south-west and north-east monsoon season.

The first of rains for this season made an amazing entry I should say. What started as a hot day turned out to be very cool... and the climate has remained cool till now. Never very hot and never bitingly cold - that's what makes Coimbatore really special.. I hope people who have left Coimbatore would agree with me.


Rain and rain drops, according to me, make a beautiful subject of photography... :) even if i am not a great photographer, I have tried to capture their beauty with my lens :)


The first picture shows drops of rain water on a young leaf. I think it looks happy :) I always liked playing with water drops on glass, this time I have played with my lens :)

(P.S: I think the water marks are ok this time??)

Comments

  1. Guess u need to move on to www.shutterfly.com
    or www.aminus2.com
    Pretty good photoblogs. U would enjoy them, while boosting ur photography.
    Must say, Good work.

    ReplyDelete
  2. I feel so blessed and happy about our motherland sweets! And about the pics guess i should put it this way "Picture Perfect!" :) good job lil blogger! :)

    ReplyDelete
  3. Ohh... dear... thanks for the compliment :)

    ReplyDelete
  4. thanks sudharsh... I hope u agree with the water mariking this time :)

    ReplyDelete
  5. d 2nd pis is simply CLASS ! good goin dudette..c'mon lets start a amateur pfotography club at our lovely coll!!![:O] ;p

    ReplyDelete
  6. Oh Dear!! thanks!! and there is a club existing already!! we'll revolutionize it..!!!

    ReplyDelete
  7. மழைக்கால பயணங்களில்
    நிராகரிக்கப்படுகின்றன
    ஜன்னலோர இருக்கைகள் ...
    சாரல்களுக்கு பயந்து ....

    ORU MAZHAI NAALIL VETTIYA IRUNDAPA ALUTHINA KAVIDAI...

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

One Year Old Parent

I cannot believe we are a year old now! My daughter and me, as a mother. What an year it has been!

Starting with self-doubts and a roller-coaster ride of hormones to somehow learning the trick of the trade, I have come a long way.

I found myself a place among a group of amazing mothers here in Coimbatore. They have been my support system throughout. I will be eternally thankful to them.



I do what I think is best for my baby. Babywearing, cloth diapering, breastfeeding and letting my child feed herself. All the above said concepts didnt come easy, I had to explain a thousand times and do my research to get people around me to accept what I do.

Do not let the society dictate your parenting style. You are the parent and you are supposed to do the parenting not the society. The "society" will be there to tell you that you are not producing enough milk for the baby, cloth diapers are bulky, babywearing will make the baby dependent on you and a self-feeding baby does not eat enou…

Thought Process of a Hobby Junkie

So today in the morning I had this good for nothing thought process going on in my mind which resulted in this:
Sometimes when you are a hobby junkie you end up asking yourself what is that ONE thing you want to do in life? What is your true interest? I haven't found an answer to that until this very moment. One day I dream of pursuing my interest in music and then one day I see myself wearing a photographer's vest and then one another day my dream of being rich and quenching my wanderlust.
But I guess I can photograph my travel destination and that singing while at it won't hurt. And just when I come to such a solution I start going after arts and crafts. Now, that's back to square one! Then I had to make this list.
Why being a jack of all trades sucks:
> you are not really an expert in anything. > you are not sure what your true interest is > people call you half baked > you end up buying stuff for each of your hobbies and then they end up in storage until your …

What does love mean to me?

When I hit puberty I thought love was all about kissing and having butterflies in your stomach.When I grew up a little I replaced kissing with sex and the butterflies remained.Now the definition has changed in all ways possible. I've learned that there isn't just the romantic Love there is more to it.It could be the heart swelling when you see your child do something or the smile you have when you think of your parent. This year I've decided that my daughter is my valentine. Sleepless nights and the constant anxiety are all totally worth it. The sloppy kisses that I get on rare mornings are my greatest motivator.To me love is all about the level of comfort I have with a person. You really love each other if you can fart and burp to your heart's content in each other's company. If you can have conversations about that then you are in the next level, haha!Everybody sees love differently but most would agree on the comfort part. My friend Srilakshmi and I see things d…