(Photo Credit: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields) With the languid grace of a gymnast, Parveen landed with a soft thud and precisely braced knees on the damp mud surrounding the embankment. Gingerly wading her way through the mass of foul smelling water, she crossed over towards the second pillar whose base was partly hidden by a dense undergrowth of … Continue reading Homeward Bound

“Mum is this what we call an “exvacator?” ten-year-old Ashita wondered out aloud. “It is an excavator, Ashita”, responded Joanne while gingerly leading her daughter away from the damp mud and dampening surrounding. “Gee, look at the speed with which it levels the soil” Ashita excitement was contagious. (Photo Credit: wildverbs) “You are right my … Continue reading Flattening Our Future

(Bright Angel Trail, Grand Canyon, AZ | Google Maps) The Canyon was bathed in a magisterial hue of light reflecting the invincible power of the radiant sun. The magnificent Orb, the very source of life for the only Planet with recorded inhabitation was serenely enveloping the imperial rock formations. Thousands of shutters clicked and clacked … Continue reading Preserving Pictures and Purity – An Odyssey from Canyon to Canon

(Photo Credit: JS Brand) Neither an overcast morning nor an overhang of the ominously dark clouds dampened the enthusiasm of the two geriatrics as they cautiously ambled their way out the hotel and onto the cobblestone street. Peering intently over their copies of the pocket guide book, Zampa and Keith trudged along towards “The Spectacle … Continue reading Stone Age & Cartilage

(Photo Credit: J.S.Brand) “What do those beautiful shapes signify Mama?” asked nine-year-old Ashita in a voice tremulous with excitement. “They signify the very essence of life my child” replied a calm and sedate Joanne. Every sculpture and design teaches you not only how hard it is to create something but also how alarmingly simple it … Continue reading The Arrow Of Wisdom

(Photo Credit: Yarnspinnerr) Her world was a splash of riotous colours. An intricate abode of yarns, spindles and bobbins. The staccato burst from the sewing machine that accompanied a fast yet methodical movement of arms and legs was her way of embellishing an unsung melody. What began as an exciting calling had now transcended into a … Continue reading Bobbin Along

(Svay Rieng Province, Cambodia | © Google Maps) “Please do not venture deep into the bushes”, warned Arunny using her palm to shield her face from the angry rays of the sun. Siew Kuan armed with a Canon EOS 5D, nodded perfunctorily. But since the tone of her host had a steely ring to it, Siew … Continue reading Mother Earth’s tears are red

(Photo Credit: April Pearson) “Grandpa, Parveen tells me there is a pot of gold at the end of every rainbow.” Ashita exclaimed without taking her eyes off the magnificent Vibgyor. “Can we get there first before anyone else gets the treasure?” Not desiring to quell the palpable excitement in his nine-year-old grand-daughter, Francesco patted her … Continue reading The Prism of Hope