Before we get into the meat of the post, a masala…err, caveat, in the form of a conversation with a friend.
Take a pic!
I don’t have a camera on me.
Use your phone!
This piece of shit? Nope. I only do good photos. 🙂
Ah well. I only do good sights even if the images aren’t good. Is that too much of a compromise?
Not in my esteemed opinion. Besides I’m a chronic thinker, not a chronic genius. And I’m in a city that clings to civilization just about, not a model of perfection. So save the comments on how blurry the photos are, how I should have used a triple-resolution grade A filter (or something like that). If you can’t make out what my photographs are, I’ll spell them out for you!! Yeah, A.E., that’s a special note to you!
Now to proceed to the main course….
Love is looking in the same direction….or into the same mobile phone! This is two of my friends leaning in together to look at a photograph of themselves that I took from two floors above and sent to them. A picture of them looking at a picture of them.
And up above, a balloon that broke free of its unknown owner (a very disappointed 3-year-old? A bratty squealer? A woebegone pink-clad princess?). Unfortunately for it, the ceiling proved to be a bit tougher to break free of. I wonder if anyone can get up there, to the top of the cone on the ceiling. If not, that silly sunflower balloon is doomed to spend the rest of its warm hours inside a crowded mall.
If it could speak, it would probably say,
My photographs don’t turn out too good but what the hey, I saw romance and fantasy in the middle of a crowded Mumbai mall! Just call me an artist with an unsteady hand.