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We used to be friends, a long time ago.

Infy knew how to make beautiful offices.

Did you know that Sholay was shot in South India? In a village called Ramnagara, near Bangalore. This was shot from top of a small hillock there.

This remains to be one of my favourite photographs till date. Shot this while experimenting with my new 50mm in the Infosys campus. This always reminds me of the Blade Runner movie. Will there be so much stark difference in buildings right opposite to each other? Will our cities be so dystopian?

@karthikcs and @missuskc are making an awesome project on Bangalore’s moods. I have been digging up my old photographs. One photo led to another and I spent a whole night going the old collection. It been three years since I moved out of Bangalore. I miss Bangalore. Not the city, but the weather. I wish there’s a city that has Bombay’s rains and Banglore’s summer rains and winters. Maybe in few years we can engineer our weather to our whims and fancies. How would you configure your weather, if you could?

From before mextures was a rage. Shooting against the sun with flares in corners of the frame.

From long time ago. Bangalore had such dramatic skies.

Life back at my grandmother’s place is laid back. Everyone wakes up at 5 in the morning. There’s pretty much nothing to do after 10am. I hardly get a signal, much less a stable internet signal, inside the house. My grandfather had got the house built with a foot thick walls and celiling. On a day with good breeze I get a decent signal on the terrace to read up a page of news on twitter. So when we are done with days chores, we just sit in the veranda. Usually with grandmother detailing the happenings in the town since our last visit with occasional glimpses into our family’s history or mom reading me tidbits from the Telugu newspaper. More often or not, ones of the news articles’ triggers a long lecture on my bad habits.