tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68460341531734440522012-02-16T02:32:57.100-05:00Pictures and nothing but pictures..oh and some tales tooPoojahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718586858396702171noreply@blogger.comBlogger331100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846034153173444052.post-64460898056952985412011-10-30T13:46:00.005-04:002011-10-30T16:34:48.438-04:00

I have always believed that as a wannabe writer/author, my biggest weakness is my inability to be coherent - dexterous, , lucid, whatever. Damn I can't even do that when talking about it, if you know what I mean. I especially hem and haw when facing larger crowds in a formal setting. So naturally, when asked to attend a session by one of my favorite authors, I jumped at the opportunity. Mainly,

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Window-sill, Home, Manhattan The first snowfall in NYC. My first snowfall. My first snow experience.The first of many to come.  Now excuse me as I continue to go a little silly, for "When I no longer thrill to the first snow of the season, I'll know I'm growing old" ~Lady Bird Johnson

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Luzzo's Pizza, Easy Village, Manhattan For all my ranting about the unhealthy food habits of the people in this country, I have to admit that if there’s one thing that will make me never want to leave New York, it’s the New York pizza! Look at the picture above, look me in the eyes and tell me you would disagree. Guilty! 

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Led Zappole, Manhattan Interesting name of the place itself, will plan a visit here when I drop say, 20 kilos. (think: never) What do you do when you are given an oreo cookie? You eat it. What do you do when you are given a snickers bar? You feel a little guilty, and then eat it. What do you do when you are given a slice of pizza? You ponder, feel guilty, and then eat it. What does an

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Max Brenner - Chocolate by the Bald Man, Manhattan Coffee makes it possible to get out of bed, but chocolate makes it worthwhile ~ Anon Do you know what Charlie felt like in Willy Wonka's factory? No? Well, i'll tell you what Charlie felt like Willy Wonka's factory! Do you know what it feels like to suddenly wake up one day and be told that an alternate world exists? That the world you lived

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A regiment rehearses outside Rashtrapati Bhavan for the upcoming Republic Day celebrations in Delhi Picture taken in January 2008 Untill I enrolled for post-graduation in 2007, I had never been to Delhi. Yes, that's right. Never. I was almost always embarassed when in any conversation the name 'Delhi' popped up and I had to sheepishly admit, 'I do look forward to going there.' Of course, I've

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Combined with the Irene scare, the unprecedented shutdown of all mass transit systems by the MTA brought the city to a grinding halt.Most shops remained closed over the weekend. The ones open, made revenues of 10 times than on an average day. Irene will be remembered more for what it didn't do than what it did. Here are some reactions of different people to the Hurricane-that-never-was.

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Home, Manhattan, New York Duct tapes on windows - Mandatory provision by our building administration in anticipation of Hurricane Irene To, Hurricane Irene Dear Angry Lady Irene, I cannot be unhappier at your arrival and my reasons go beyond emotions for the havoc that you are intending to cause. You are way too brash, the way you keep changing your course, I can tell you’re also

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The Cure to all Cures This post actually breaks two of my own blog rules: 1) No post without a photograph 2) No photograph that is not taken by me But when a picture tells a thousand tales...well, it tells a thousand tales. And this one was too good to pass up. If you've been in India, or to India (if you know what i mean), you'll know that these kind of posters are pretty common all over

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What's your side huh? District Tumsar, Nagpur, India In my last post I spoke of how everyone who is anyone has an opinion to express - be it about Anna Hazare, Tihar Jail, Jan Lokpal or Sonai & Co. The twitter citizenry, or tweeps, if you like is not only never behind, it is usually a few paces ahead in breaking news these days. Its also the most interesting. I came across a few tweets that

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The only form of communication I know Naddi, Himachal Pradesh, India There’s news coming in fast and quick about Anna Hazare…Anna Hazare’s fast, Anna Hazare’s jail, Anna Hazare’s bail. Sitting in my Manhattan apartment, I feel deprived of the circus usually put up by Indian news channels following a political tamasha, or any tamasha for that matter. It is on occasions like these, that I

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The Indian tri-color represented by colorful balloons Ahmedabad, Gujarat What is to be said of a nation that in its 65th year of Independence witnesses a fresh wave of unrest? A  movement for independence from its own people? A nation in which one man leads the country in a manner reminiscent of the freedom struggle fought 65 years ago? When its youth, to whom 'social' had otherwise come to

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Mei Xiang, Pregnant Giant Panda Smithsonian National Zoo, Washington DC Okay, now I'm done with the history tales of DC. The highlight of the trip was anything but a stone/marble/granite structure. It was these furry, black and white, playful little Giant Panda pair at the National Zoo. Ever since reaching DC, I had wanted to see the pandas and when I was told that the female panda was

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Lincoln and World War II Memorials Washington, DC As I was looking for a picture from the DC album to post today, I realized that my blog is soon going to resemble a history text-book. Then again, what is a capital city that doesn’t showcase some culture? DC is of bygone monuments and memorials, of historical architecture and memorials, of political institutions and museums. One of my very

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Abraham Lincoln, Lincoln Memorial Washington, DC On politics in the US, its hard for me to resist posting this picture of the one American president who’s quotes I have followed and loved for a long time. Abraham Lincoln, the man who opposed the expansion of slavery in America, and successfully led the country during the Civil War was mostly self-educated. But his intelligence, wit and

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United States Capitol Capitol Hill; Washinton, DC  America is a funny country. Here’s just one example why: Two days after S&P downgraded the American economy’s rating from AAA to AA, President Barack Obama essentially dismissed the credit rating: “Markets will rise and fall. But this is the United States of America. No matter what some agency may say, we've always been and always will be a

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US Treasury Building Washington, DC Is there something about Washington, DC and crises? After giving me a health crisis to grapple with last week, it's now plunged the American economy, and might I say the entire world into dealing with a debt crisis that can apparently snowball to cripple the world economy.   I find it a little uncanny that I happened to be at DC, right outside the US

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"For still, the more he works, the more Do his weak ankles swell"~ William Wordsworth I am blogging after 10 days. On 07/31/2011, what was supposed to be the fabulous end of a weekend trip to Washington, DC turned out to be a little bit of a disaster. Unwittingly, I let me foot slip off the kerb, resulting in an ankle sprain that only got aggravated by the long-ish bus ride back to New York.

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Times Square, Manhattan, NY Amongst the bunch of hoardings at Times Square, the one that stands out is that of 'Forever 21', the American clothing brand. It's gimmicky, eye-catching and works on the power of vanity and voyeurism. While a camera streams live frames of the audience in front of the store, a virtual model appears on the screen to take polaroid snapshots of the crowd, but not

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Broadway, Manhattan, NY  All everyone seems to be talking about in New York, and I suspect in the rest of the US too, is the weather. Unfortunately, not in a good way. So temperatures have reached 108 degree F on some days in the last week and the National Weather Service has issued notice of a heatwave!  I seem to be the only one not complaining. I mean, c'mon, if you've spent half your

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"Just Another Day" Central Park, New York, NY  Calm on the surface, a ripple so slowUnderneath lies turbulence, its struggle unknownLife's like that, we don't often knowFar on the ocean, rocking life's boat We look for calm waters, in which to stay onThe horizon looks blue, innocent of a stormAlone in course, there will be no friendTo steer your ship, to hold your hand To find your way, you

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Spot Desser Bar, Manhattan, New York There was a time when I used to call myself a 'dessert fan'. That was untill I discovered that 'dessert' does not equal 'chocolate'. Sigh!  Now, towards the end of every meal, if Im asked, do you want dessert, my response more often than not is to shake my head horizontally (unless I know for certain, there's chocolate somewhere!) But what do you do when you

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Times Square, Manhattan, NY I spotted the Naked Cowboy and the Naked Cowgirl!! Okay, now I don't mean to make them sound like the endangered species of some exotic-looking animals, but you can give it to me for behaving a bit touristy when I am at the 'tourist capital of the world' Each time I passed by Times Sq, I looked out for either (mainly the cowboy :D) but as luck would have it,

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Columbus Circle, New York, NY The one thing about New York city that I have come to love is the freedom of expression it gives to its artists. Where else in the world would you get to see classical ballet being performed amidst chaos on the street? The picture above is that of a ballet couple - rehearsing in Columbus circle - one of the busiest junctions in the city, right up on Broadway. They

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Saravana Bhavan, New York, NY On a trip to Bangalore in 2010, I happened to tell my host that I wanted to try out some 'local cuisine'. Obviously, my knowledge of the southern states local cuisines was not evovled (to say the least) as I soon found out. Expecting to dig into hot idlis and a mysore masala cheese dosa (seriously, its a dosa commonly available in Bombay!), I was shocked to

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"Everything You Can Imagine is Real" ~ Pablo Picasso Midtown Manhattan, New York 1.A guided tour in progress 2.Andy Warhol's Marilyn Monroe I haven't been too much of a 'modern art' person. Too abstract for my taste. That is, till I visited MoMa. The Museum of Modern Art (MoMA) houses art work - drawings, painting, architecture design, sculpture, photography - as diverse as Picasso to Van

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Central Park, Manhattan, NY It's raining. What's more to say? Like a wise fellow once said, "The best thing one can do when its raining is to let it rain"(Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)

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"Everybody loves Ramen" Totto Ramen, New York A little-hole-in-the-wall eatery, 4 items on the menu (1 for the vegetarians like me), some side options, entertaining chefs, and Japan's favorite comfort food has won the spoilt-for-choice New Yorkers over. I had, so far, only known ramen in its instant variety form. Therefore my only expectation of Totto Ramen was that of a steaming bowl of

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Bird of Prey Central Park West, New York, NY Spotted this beautiful eagle while strolling in Central Park yesterday evening. It looked like it was pecking (if I can use that word for an eagle) at the branch beneath it. But on getting closer, I realized it was actually eating a pigeon, in all probability, one that it had killed. I should have perhaps been eww-ed or something, but I wasn't. Okay

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"Lickin' the Heat" Taj Mahal, Agra, India I love squirrels. I've always felt they're very communicative if you give them the right sort of attention and patience. Do I sound like a retard? Well, maybe but my penchant for photographing squirrels only got a boost when I saw a few hundred of them down at central park the other day.  Sadly, I didn't get any good pictures. Squirrels in New York

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"Opulence, I Has It" Princeton, New Jersey I spent the weekend at the home of my aunt and uncle, down in New Jersey. That's when I had my first taste of true American affluence. Living in a largely 'Indian' neighbourhood, they're surrounded by mansion-like houses, much like their own.  Jersey, one of the wealthiest states in America with  the largest percentage of millionaire residents in the

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"Manhattanhenge" Manhattan, New York, NY 1.Beginning of the sunset 2.The waiting crowd, tripods set-up, bikers waiting to ride towards the west 3.NYPD car shooing away cheering crowd 4.Mahattanhenge at its peak 5.Chrysler building in the backdrop 6.The phenomenon coming to an end  Sunsets have always been special. Today's, was unforgettable. Manhattanhenge, also known as the Manhattan

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"City of Blinding Lights" Manhattan, New York, NY The first thing that I noticed when I moved to New York city were its streets. The traffic, the incessant honking, the rushing pedestrians; everybody seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere. So much like Bombay, the place where I grew up.Perhaps, that is one reason I don't miss Bombay too much. Just like a country man yearns for fresh air, all

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