its the time to disco.

there is nothing great or even remotely clear in this picture.. but its a memory. this was taken at a beach house partay on 19th june 2005.. and it was one crazy partay. that much i remember. as well as getting stopped by the cops on the way back.. and my friends fast talking saving us from a LOT of shit.. ;) its a memory. a story...



as you might have guessed it was taken when i was leaving the partay.. and the only thing you could see from a distance was the lights... ;) good in one way dad does not know wht the picture is even if he saw it.

home.

the house from inside the compound... the number of times i have fallen and grazed my knees on the tar pit (damar - in konkani).. and the then that damn burnol.. god!! but to soothe us grandma would bring orange rasna.. mangalore's equivalent of the cola drinks... ;)

as far as i can rememeber each and everyone of us cousins have fallen down here.. its tradition.. and usually it happened when we were younger.. and were inevitably carried in and treated like kings for the rest of the day.. but it was damn painful... that much i can tell!

grandma's house ;)

by the river

ok i dont exactly remember the name of the river... but i do remember the times i have come here wiht my cousins.. the water is crystal clear.. and cool. and we would try to 'swim' much to the horror of the adults who dont know swimming might i add... ;)



could take the picture on the way back.. as there was no time otherwise... but took one never the less..

one weekend in mangalore

taken on the way home (grandma's)...

sunrise on the west coast! after a long time ;).. the view ( or semblance of a view;) from the garden in grandma's house...

sunshine

taken just before take off from chennai.. sunrise at 6.45 in the damn morning!

cloud number ; 9

taken from the plane obviously during the flight. also gave the airhostess a fright when she saw me using my cell! lol!