Monday 27 April 2009

here they come


as a child i remember looking down upon the gulmohur tree, waiting for that first burst of orange-red...
i remember waiting for the first flower to fall in humid silence and i remember running down for it in the sweltering heat, savouring each petal...
and most of all i remember the first monsoons, polishing the streets and washing away that orange/red mass of sunshine...

8 comments:

  1. an ordinary leaf taken from life
    but so beautifully painted and colord
    and dipped in honey and frangrance..!!

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  2. This is actually very bangalore.

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  3. Oh my!!!! This is sooooo beautiful, looks like a painting...

    ;-)

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  4. the colour is so beautiful that the blur effect is adding to it...

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  5. Love gulmohar, and love this capture..

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