In this bizarrely colorful world that I stand testimony to, camera in hand and a pair of wheels at feet, one fine day, it dawned on me - I could not let life in this cornucopia of dreams, pass me by - unrecorded. With the proclivity of an explorer, hence began a renaissance of beauty, that found its way into my enamored heart, through my faithful lense and into the windows of your wakeful souls. Come, walk with me...
Friday, February 10, 2012
Delhi Drum Circle
Every alternate Saturday, the deer park near the rustic and artistic village of Hauz-Khas do dance with the beats of hand-drums in a very casual manner in a community gathering. This weekend, I was there for the first time and sharing few glimpses from the place.
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