I was a teacher by profession and leader to a team for 21 years. Now on a sabbatical, exploring and polishing my vestigial skills in writing and Photography.
Nancy Merrill’s Off- Centre Photo Challenge We have a stretch of wetlands bordering our nearest railway station. As you walk along the sidewalks, this is the view that greets you in the evenings. Cormorants and egrets. Crepescular rays sometimes. The bogies of the passing local trains and beyond […]
Challenge Your Camera by Dr.B These are all from my gallery. They are not very old. They are from the last Sports Day that I attended at my son’s school before Corona halted everything . The track is getting a retouch for the race. The torch waiting for […]
/Twenty Word Tuesday by Bulbul Week 26 – Spring Not to impugn her countless merits; just that I don’t trust spring. She hides ugly secrets behind her beautiful face Leena
Lens Artist Photo Challenge Starting with S The seed is still clasped to the edges of the new leaf, giving all it could, till the tiny roots become strong enough to support and nourish. She won’t let go…. not yet …
Someone did this to an apple! Took few bites from either sides. Then placed it on the head of an exposed pipe on the pavement. How many times have I seen the scene played out in movies..? This was no work of an archer, but maybe I appreciate […]
This trail leads to Firangai Devi Cave Temple at Nanoli, near Pune, Maharashtra.
How would we survive without humour? We use it as a shield and also as a weapon. I came across this meme about the rise in petrol price which has gone upto Rs 100 for a litre. This came on whatsapp and I do not know who is […]
Week – 25 Love For some, love’s euphoria becomes lambent and then fades.Others wade into its perfervid depths and forget how to swim. Leena.
Drops of a sentimental introspective meseeps into paper,painting my life storyin a vignette.
Cee’s Flower of the Day Challenge My first instinct on seeing a rose, is to bent down, hoping to catch a whiff of its fragrance. Rose fragrance for me is Yardley London Red Roses and nostalgia. It smells of my best friend’s home who had her father working […]
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