Memory is unpredictable . One never really knows what we will remember and what we will forget. Which is why nostalgia arrives in unpredictable waves, highlighting something and skimming over others. Recently, I have found myself thinking of how memory works, as I was assailed by nostalgia over a trip to Varanasi, a city I prefer to think of, as Kashi. The nostalgia hit right as we landed at Varanasi airport. The last time I was here, it was 1988, I was 13 years old, the airport was brand new… regular flights hadn’t started yet (I think) … flights landed about once a week, and for the rest of the time, everything was open to those of us who lived in the airport quarters nearby. There were fields everywhere, vast expanses of green… I have vague memories of corn and sugarcane… and being overwhelmed by the vastness of the fields (this was the first time I was in such close proximity to them), and the warm hospitality of complete strangers who lived and worked amidst these fields. I h...
Khajuraho. The very name conjures up exotic images of erotic
art on temple walls. However, there is so much more to Khajuraho than just the
erotic, or even just temples. Last December, Samhith and I spent three days at
Khajuraho, exploring as much of the ancient town as we could, and over the next
few weeks, I shall try to show you the Khajuraho that we saw, beginning
with this photo clicked at the Kandariya Mahadev Temple.
The Kandariya Mahadev is one of the most impressive temples
at Khajuraho, and it’s the details which make it so impressive. This particular
figure is of Agni, the God of Fire. Here, though, he is one of the Ashta-Dikpalas, the guardians of the 8
directions. Agni guards the South-East, and it’s his placement on the South
East wall of the temple, which allows us to identify him here. Notice the finer
details, such as his beard….
These photos are among my favourites; among the hundreds I
clicked at Khajuraho, thanks to this female Plum-Headed Parakeet which chose
Agni to be her perch!
Her mate was nearby, perched on one of the smaller
Shikaras….
And they patiently posed for me as I went click-happy;
thrilled by the sight of birds on a temple, a combination I am always thrilled
to see!
Lovely pics.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteI usually wait for the birds to fly away before taking pictures. :P
ReplyDeleteBut this time at the Rani ji ki Baori in Bundi there was a flock of pigeons who refused to fly away and all my pictures of the Baori are with them in the frame.
And I look for birds to photograph! no matter where they are!
Deletelooking forward to your pics of the Bundi! esp with the pigeons now!
Thank you!
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