But again, every death is another beginning...
Speaks Volumes is about the photos I take. Driving down Manhattan, walking down Queens, visiting friends in Brooklyn, what captures my mind, I try to capture within the lenses. The result is Speaks Volumes.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Death of a Bitter Gourd
Following three pictures were taken with in a time frame of one hour.
The bitter gourd looked sad and crestfallen. Seemed tired and at the threshold of it's death. After awhile it opened up a little bit. I could see it had turned bit red, more crestfallen. Looked much sprawled, seemed to have given up it's present body. Opened up wider, little later, looked like dead...lost it's form...lost it's natural existence.
But again, every death is another beginning...
But again, every death is another beginning...
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