Sunday, February 24, 2013

Do not judge a bird by its feathers.

The richness of the colour of peacock feathers have always fascinated me.     I know they were a common bird in many parts of india until urbanization decimated them and drove them to the rural and forested areas.




Bred in urban jungles, I always associated Peacock as a gentle creature.  Until that day at Kew gardens. 
In the lush 368 acres of Royal botanical gardens at Kew in London, I was walking along the thames admiring and photographing the various species of koniferous trees planted from the world over and the occasional peacocks. A cold february winter day does not qualify as the mating season and so none of the male were in their flirtatious best with their feathers spread out.  




Picked up a few peanuts from my bag to feed them so I can have an up and close view of the feathers to photograph them.  
As I got clicking them away I found one taking me head on and walking towards me… despite the peanuts that I was scattering at a distance.    



I did not sense the aggression in the bird and was happy getting the up and close view of the bird until he got too close for comfort.  Not to miss the view I retreated backwards while clicking away to glory. 




The aggression on his face was now evident and the fight or flight mode in me got awakened. I dropped my packet of peanuts and took the flight mode and ran as fast as I could barely being able to shout ‘help … help’ with really no one in sight only to be followed by another aggressive one following from the side.


I may have recorded my personal best and qualified for the Olympics had somebody clocked my speed.
Thankfully I escaped unhurt.
May be they are not that aggressive. It’s just me. 
May be not.    

Moral of the story : Do not judge a bird by its feathers.

Saturday, February 02, 2013

It happens only in india





Singular plural - Does anybody care
 






Notice at the entrance of STAPLES - Marathalli
 



Thodi si PIZZA puja - Dominos inaugurates an outlet at Pa
rk square mall


Munna, Munni, Mama, Papa and their Sunday lunch !!!
Click on the photograph for a better view :)

UNBRIDLED PASSION - seldom comes without a price tag



UNBRIDLED PASSION - seldom comes without a price tag.


 

This is an imposing 8 foot tall carved wood work at Cauvery emporium that stands at the display near the entrance. I have been there atleast a dozen times taking visitors for shopping in the last three years. At a price tag of 16 lakhs it is not surpirsing that this wonderful piece of art has not yet found a buyer.

Radha and Krishna's passionate embrace is so wonderfully captured by the artist.

Photography is prohibited at Cauvery. However this time I simply could not resist breaking the rules because the profound tagline for this photograph was already conceived in my mind.
 
(Captured on my i-phone when the security was looking the other way round.)

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