Archive for August, 2012

176. solitaire

solitaire by Abhey Singh
solitaire, a photo by Abhey Singh on Flickr.

Another black and white. The title is inspired from the title of the carpenters’ song of the same name.

175. Night terrors

Night terrors by Abhey Singh
Night terrors, a photo by Abhey Singh on Flickr.

Couldn’t sleep last night. I was all tensed thinking about how I will manage all the stuff going on. Had to get up early as I had some early morning lectures to take. Had the most bizarre dreams last night, some ads of a mobile company, some ghost dreams, one in which I was in Game of thrones. Was really scared at one point of time as I was alone in my apartment.

174. My mind holds the key

My mind holds the key by Abhey Singh
My mind holds the key, a photo by Abhey Singh on Flickr.

The famous song by Peter Gabriel- My body is a Cage. I am trying to manage a lot of things now a days and sometimes they get out of hand. Anyways, I will get hold of it. Taken in my balcony, again a moody black and white.

173. “Read Drink Love”

"Read Drink Love" by Abhey Singh
“Read Drink Love”, a photo by Abhey Singh on Flickr.

173/365.
Taken with two of my life’s most important things- Coffee and books. With starting to get out of the negativity due to monotonous routine, I am now focusing on improving my skills in photography and design. Also I remembered the lines of famous Indian poet and father of Amitabh bachchan- Harivansh Rai Bachchan’s: ”
Madiralaya jane ko ghar se, chalta hai peene wala,
Kis path se jaoon, asmanjas mein hai yeh bhola bhala.
Alag, alag path batlate sab, par main yeh batlata hoon
Rah pakad too ek chala chal, pa jayega Madhushala.”

172. laugh!

laugh! by Abhey Singh
laugh!, a photo by Abhey Singh on Flickr.

one more from the window 🙂

171. Bang!Bang!

Bang!Bang! by Abhey Singh
Bang!Bang!, a photo by Abhey Singh on Flickr.

Just seeing this photograph reminded me of the nancy sinatra’s song- Bang Bang(My Baby shot me down). Another self-portrait using the awesome natural lights which come through my windows. I am thinking of making it sort of a collection of my black and white self-portraits

170. Lonely

Lonely by Abhey Singh
Lonely, a photo by Abhey Singh on Flickr.

“रहते थे कभी दिलों में, अब फ़ुटपाथों में रहते हैं,
हर शाम कभी रंगीं थी, अब तनहा रातों में रहते हैं..
मन में तो टूटी दरारें हैं, पर दुनियादारी की ख़ातिर,
कच्चे धागों से बंधे हुये, झूठे नातों में रहते हैं…”
~Kanhaiya

These are some lines wrote by my friend Kanhaiya who is a great poet. After taking this photograph I was searching for some suitable quote for it when I noticed his status. We started talking and he gave these lines to use with the caption. Thanks a lot man!

I feel a little lonely sometimes. Maybe I still miss my college days. 6 days 10-5 work and then nobody to be there when you return gives a sick feeling sometimes. Photography is the only thing that is still protecting me from negativity

169. Balance of life

Balance of life by Abhey Singh
Balance of life, a photo by Abhey Singh on Flickr.

Sometimes you wonder where is that fundamental right to education when you saw a 6 year old child treading a rope just to get something to eat.

168. Some time to live

Some time to live by Abhey Singh
Some time to live, a photo by Abhey Singh on Flickr.

This photograph is just a glimpse of the madness of janmashtami in mumbai. Krishna Janmashtami (Devanagari कृष्ण जन्माष्टमी kṛṣṇa janmāṣṭami), also known as Krishnashtami, Saatam Aatham, Gokulashtami, Ashtami Rohini, Srikrishna Jayanti, Sree Jayanti or sometimes merely as Janmashtami, is an annual commemoration of the birth of Krishna. popularly known in Mumbai and Pune as Dahi Handi, is celebrated with enormous zeal and enthusiasm. The handi is a clay pot filled with buttermilk that is positioned at a convenient height prior to the event. The topmost person on the human pyramid tries to break the handi by hitting it with a blunt object

167. Greasy

Greasy by Abhey Singh
Greasy, a photo by Abhey Singh on Flickr.

I always get fascinated by this visual of ‘man working hard without caring for clothes, his body is only visible in some lumps and rest is all covered in dust. So focused on his work that he doesn’t care about anything else’. This sight was close to this idea and hence I captured it to make it immortal 🙂

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