Heart of a Woman

The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years.

~Audrey Hepburn

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A Dancer

Olympus D453/C170
An old Self Portrait 

This picture was taken a longtime ago when I had just started with my 1st tiny 4mp cam. That time I could not even figure out how to use the timer or the flower meant Macro mode :P 

Anyway I took this in my room in candle light. This is a Hand Held shot. 

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Chandan aur Sindoor

Canon Powershot S3IS
Badrinath


SINDOOR
Sindoor is a red powder (Vermilion), which is traditionally applied at the beginning or completely along the parting-line of a woman’s hair (also called mang) or as a dot on the forehead. Sindoor is the mark of a married woman in Hinduism. Single women wear the dot in different colors ("bindi" in Hindi) but do not apply sindoor in their mang.

In Hindu culture, the tradition of wearing Sindoor or vermillion is said to have been prevailing through more than 5,000 years. Female figurines excavated at Mehrgarh, Baluchistan, show that sindoor was applied to the partition of women's hair even in early Harappan times.

SANDALWOOD
Sandalwood paste is integral to rituals and ceremonies, to mark religious utensils and to decorate the icons of the deities. It is also distributed thereafter to devotees, who apply it to the forehead or the neck and chest. Preparation of the paste is considered a duty fit only for the pure, and is therefore entrusted in temples and during ceremonies only to priests.

The paste is prepared by grinding pieces of the wood by hand upon granite slabs shaped for the purpose. With slow addition of water a thick paste results, which is mixed with saffron or other such pigments to make Chandan.

Sandalwood is considered in alternative medicine to bring one closer to the divine. Sandalwood essential oil, which is very expensive in its pure form, is used primarily for Ayurvedic purposes and treating anxiety.

(info taken from Wiki)

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ALTER? When the hills do.

Canon powershot S3IS

ALTER? When the hills do.
Falter? When the sun
Question if his glory
Be the perfect one.
Surfeit? When the daffodil
Doth of the dew:
Even as herself, O friend!
I will of you!

Emily Dickinson

I usually never put a big size picture anywhere. But somehow i found this one deserved to be exhibited on a bigger scale. The mood of this picture demands a bigger canvas innit?

Although that's not me perched up on that lone branch....but i sure loved climbing trees at one point of time in my life and i miss it a lot now. Just wish i had a fellow tree climber with me to push me up or lead me to the top branch :P. I inherited this tree climbing gene from my mother. She was this real ardent tree climber. Actually a lot of her items in her "list to steal" grew on trees.

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Portrait of a Parrot

Delhi Zoo
New Delhi,
Canon powershot S3IS

One of my fave shots. Makes me feel so lazy and dreamy. Takes me back to the time when I was just a child and living on the top most floor of the building, I use to spend hours in mid summers day gazing lazily at those big birds circling the clear blue skies. Soaring and rising...Nostalgia hits me...the lightness of the summer air, the emptiness of the drying trees, the howling hot and dry winds, the parched silence of the afternoon, the eager wait for the evening, those days of slow simple dreamy doordarshan....I miss those summers.

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