Sunday evenings can be numbing. Especially if you suddenly find yourself in an auto, going nowhere in particular. And like every big city, this one too revels in the uncanny ability to throw up exactly the kind of stuff that you wouldn't want to see. Suddenly everyone is a couple. With all the money in the world. The men seem fitter. The women sexier. So I prefer to look inside.
Here's what I see.
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excellent mix 'n' match of colors....colorful yet a melancholic touch....the mood well set by the background blur and the blue highlights on the meter...chris martin had a similarity probably....
ah. chris martin. i am honoured.
nice, very neat. both the visual and the pic....been browsing anant's blog then the other one by you.then your profile..and landed here..honestly speaking i didn't like those foot/footwear fixation/fetish pics i mean this is too commonplace and i couldn't understand (still)why so many people liked it (a total of 23 comments already)this is too much an attempt at art....oh okay...theek hai....they are not for me to critique (read this line only after i typed the last 't' of 'art') what shall i do now shall i delete all that i have so painstakingly typed..naah... see i don't like the others but i really like this one..and it more than balances. auto, mumbai, evening, yellow and most importantly within
That must be why the auto drivers try and make conversation sometimes. Lovely photo.
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