Thousand Gods pile up to tower over the zillion of humans who visit them everyday. Tourists are awed by its mangnamity, believers are tied to it by their faith, followers found the place by accident,many bow down to the serenity on the face of the Goddess Meenakshi,some fail to see the power. But when the doors of this temple open, and the Goddess awakens, many prayers are answered – Strength of goodness and purity in a prayer is reaffirmed here everyday.
The stone-man outside the temple and the photographer witnessed it all.
June 20th, 2012
Meenakshi Temple, Madurai, India
Years ago, the then sole indian pop singer Remo crooned in Indian television – and told the world Pepsi is in india – aha!
Bro and I sat wide eyed staring at the satisfaction and happiness that was on the face of Remo and several others who drank the Pepsi. The partners in every crime and achievement, decided drinking Pepsi was the next big thing to work towards.
Money was the issue- it would never come easy. Bro said the mission required a lot of patience.Age 5 and 7 promised each other all money that can be gathered needed to be saved and would go into a bank – buying a piggy bank was definitely not an option, so a toy was operated to serve the purpose. Coins of all kinds made it to the bank – though smaller in denominations, they were getting us closer to the richness we wanted. End of month, the bank was getting fed, but our discussions around the Pepsi was so frequent and well known to mom and dad – that they surprised us with the Pepsi bottle one day.
Bro and I were sure we had the same happiness and greatness of Remo when we were gulping down the Pepsi noisily. Happy, bro advised, money could be used later on too. The dreams of that night on were different than that of Pepsi, and the bank was long forgotten.
Years later, moms birthday needed a gift and hence funds. As again, the bank was pulled out – 4 Rs made out of several 5 paise coins was definitely not enough. RBI had stopped use of 5 paise. Suddenly a new strategy had to be devised to start the saving again.
What we saved then was good for then, but not for now.
That piggy bank moved with us to different houses that we shifted to – and there were moments of pride when mom or dad asked if the bank could lend some 25-50 paisa.
Bank gave us priceless memories – And lessons – Money going into the bank seemed big enough. But they seemed to have lower value when we tried to fit them against our needs.
Money seldom grows as much as our needs, wants and wishes.
Standing in the simplest and purest of color in between various hues of nature, this house is surrounded by calmness of water, strength and might of mountains, simplicity and abundance of both tiny green and dried up grasses, and a tree of faith.
The house was unknown to the world, until this photographer set out on his journey.
February 27th 2012,
Somewhere in Scotland, UK.
Close your eyes to dream, to pray, to refrain from seeing the wrong, to see your loved ones, to feel every bit of happiness around you, to be with yourself. But when you open them – they will have to face the reality.
Clicked then in London, a visit to which was a dream come true. Today, Out on an another journey with a belief strong to make the reality what we want to see.
March 1st 2012,
Close to London bridge, London, UK.