INTO THE SUN

//SPIRAL IN ROME

Sun, 10 Feb 2013 23:38:00 +0530

//SPIRAL IN ROME

//BACK IN THE DAY

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//BACK IN THE DAY

//WING

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//WING

//PENSIVE

Thu, 11 Oct 2012 08:37:00 +0530

//PENSIVE

//RUNNING

Wed, 08 Aug 2012 21:59:00 +0530

//RUNNING

//BEAUTY

Wed, 08 Aug 2012 21:48:36 +0530

//BEAUTY

// BALL OF FIRE

Wed, 08 Aug 2012 21:45:00 +0530

// BALL OF FIRE

// HAPPY ( Chandni Chownk, India)

Mon, 06 Aug 2012 00:31:02 +0530

// HAPPY ( Chandni Chownk, India)

// HINTS OF TURQUOISE ON MY STREETS (Chandini Chownk, India )

Sun, 05 Aug 2012 23:41:00 +0530

// HINTS OF TURQUOISE ON MY STREETS (Chandini Chownk, India )

//ROLLING HILLS AND RED PLUMES

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//ROLLING HILLS AND RED PLUMES

//LIONS OF TSAVO EAST

Sun, 22 Jul 2012 23:17:00 +0530

//LIONS OF TSAVO EAST

//ORANGE EARTH – KENYA

Sat, 21 Jul 2012 21:55:00 +0530

//ORANGE EARTH – KENYA

//BEHIND CLOSED DOORS ( Chandini Chownk, India)

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//BEHIND CLOSED DOORS ( Chandini Chownk, India)

//BLISS

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//BLISS

//PINK SKY

Fri, 06 Jul 2012 23:53:00 +0530

//PINK SKY

//SUNSET IN SORRENTO

Fri, 06 Jul 2012 23:29:00 +0530

//SUNSET IN SORRENTO

//FLOATING

Sun, 01 Jul 2012 15:53:06 +0530

//FLOATING

//HOME BY THE GANGES

Sun, 01 Jul 2012 11:12:00 +0530

//HOME BY THE GANGES

//YELLOW SUMMER : MIU MIU

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//YELLOW SUMMER : MIU MIU

VIEW

Wed, 27 Jun 2012 00:20:00 +0530

10/6/2009

Sitting in the sky looking out onto crazy zig zag patterns of fields that fit together on the surface of the earth, like a Piet Mondrian painting in shades of deep forest green, sap and tan with charcoal lines cutting each compartment.(EUROPE)

In some parts large patches of intense forest green appear like dark shadowy imprints, cotton wool clouds below make faces at me, a dog, a cartoon character, hah! even a dragon all stand aligned as if ready for battle. Over them loom flat grey clouds, signaling doom.

Yet I am flying leaving the darkness behind, heading towards the sun that kindles the sky. I sit consumed by a blinding white, high up far away from the bubble that I exist in.Through a new lens comes a refreshing perspective, I see changing patterns on the silken carpet, unfold below me. Diversity, a macro perspective that may wake the blinded monsters, who cant see beyond their artificial glass boxes

When will the suffocating cube shatter to let in fresh air and light that shall pierce their eyes till they hurt and a universal intoxicating scent, that will make them come alive. Who knows while fingering the shining shattered bits they shall value what one beholds, while atop a secluded mountain, looking out onto an endless ocean-sky!

REVA