My kingdom for some jhaal muri.
Nothing beats a kulhad (cup) of Indian chai.
Sometimes I simply feel like flying.
I found this leaf surrounded by flowers in the middle of an empty Calcutta road. Surprised how well this one turned out. p.s. I know this ones a bit of a cliche.
I grew up looking at this sight at my grandparents home. Always thought the patterns in the architecture of their 56 years old house was interesting.
This was shot from the fourth floor of a hospital in Calcutta. The hardest part here was to not get any people in the photo and minimize the distractions.
It’s been over a decade of travelling on The Shatabdi from Bangalore Cantonment to Chennai. So much history.
Mumbai is the only Indian city in a state of perpetual motion.
I can never fall out of love with this version of Calcutta.
Seen in Calcutta. Posted from vritti’s posterous