Posts Tagged ‘night’

The Holi Full Moon

March 18, 2014

The full moon of


festival where evil is burnt up…..

She came up when we were visiting our friends.


She rose along the side of the buildings:


She told the children in the playground that it was time to go home:


She looked like a sandal-paste moon:



But later, she looked more prosaic:


Before the Supermoon…

June 27, 2013


Plenty of poets have written words
About the moon in June…
But it’s lucky that I can write
About the Supermoon !

At least I wanted to, but alas,
The clouds hid it from sight.
So I decided to post the pics I took
Of the moon, the previous night!

When I see the moon like this,
I can almost see the astronauts..
Stepping gently on lunar soil.
Even my romantic thoughts

Are so down-to-earth! (Or are they
Up-to-moon? I wonder…)
When the moon makes others think of love…
I think,”Apollo 11″…that’s my blunder!

The moon in the clouds

May 30, 2013

Here’s the moon in the clouds.

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Or…is it a ghost in shrouds?

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Is she a woman heavily veiled?

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Or is it just vapour in a trail?

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April 2, 2012

The second day of the waxing phase (shukla paksha) of the moon is always very difficult to see, but this time, as we were coming back from Bheemeshwari (Cauvery Wildlife Sanctuary) last Saturday (the 24th of March), we came to the small village of Muthathi, and found the villagers standing around, pointing at the western sky. When I asked some of them, they took the trouble to explain that this moon, after the Kannada New Year,was considered an auspicious sighting. So I too took aim and sighted the dwitheeya, or the second day of Chandra:

large 2nd moon 240312 bmswri

It was quite tough to see the thin sliver at first, but as the sunlight faded from orange to purple to indigo, the beautiful crescent was easier to spot…but not easier to photograph! Here Chandra (this is one of the Indian names which is for both men and women!) is, showing the beauty of our nearest neighbour in space (vyOm), seen through the forest of the Cauvery Wildlife Sanctuary:

Here is an entry

about the moon, where, about 4 years ago, I’d written:

The moon
Sets so soon
Over my city….
Perhaps she waxes and wanes
From the energy she loses and gains
She looks lovely at the full…
When she draws up tides with her pull…
So thin she looks now……a pity
That she can’t always be a full moon.
But we don’t have the boon
Of making the most of ourselves, and being the best.
We wax and wane, too….sometimes being more, sometimes less.

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The New Age Trapper

January 21, 2009

Time was, when trappers went around in raccoon caps and furs, and trapped animals for a living.

Today, the fur caps are no longer there…but trapping is still going on…in the nicest way imaginable.

At Valparai, kalyan showed us how he was using the TrailMaster, a new camera trap that he has bought.

Here he is with the equipment:

more about camera trapping

Smiley in the Sky….

December 1, 2008

We went up to see this celestial formation tonight:

That’s not a bad image for an S3, eh? By the time I got the 20D and KM set up his 30D on the tripod etc, clouds had covered the sky….

As The Night Passes….

November 1, 2008

Took this as I was walking to Ranga Shankara for the theatre festival that began today…

The moon and the star
Look down,from afar
On friend and foe,
On darkness and light’s glow;
They see peace,and war:
In the vastness of outer space,
Earth’s problems have a trivial place..
How puny the humans of this world are!

Well, actually, that’s Venus, not a star, but why spoil verse with veracity?

Saw an excellent production of the Hindi/Bengali play, “Nati Binodini”…but more of that later!


Sunset at Bandipur

June 15, 2007

When the light sinks down to liquid gold
And the monsoon clouds reflect the sight;
When the birds and beasts return to their fold
And there approaches the dark of the night…

The barbed wire, the weeds, they keep the jungle out;
Within their encirclement sits Man…
But still beyond the barriers his mind roams all about
As he seeks to find the answers that he can.

The mind calms; the heart’s content; now fails the light;
Sweet are the gentle joys at end of day;
Wonderstruck with all that was seen till night,
Homewards we wend our pleasantly weary way.

Sunset JLR Bandipur

Wish I could share the peace of the evening a little better…words are lovely, but often inadequate.

Vignettes from the City Station

July 30, 2006


Went to drop off my brother in law at the station…the train was at 11.45pm. The station was so beautifully lit up; we realized it was for 25 years of Bangalore Division of SW Railways, on the 27th of July.

The station was also amazingly clean, and the enquiry area has been spruced up so much…concourses seem well designed to take the crowds, and announcements were both visually and audibly clear.

Of course the lack of a lift to the subway  to the other platforms is still a major problem for anyone with a physical handicap, but at least there is a ramp up to the station from the space outside.

Got into the train and found a young man sitting in the darkened bogey, in front of his open laptop, which showed a picture– of himself standing in front of the train.

Saw the hardworking coolies and the platform stall people…they work all hours for not much pay, I think. Noticed the shiny new metal chairs which reflect the garish colours of the ads and the lights.

Had a piping hot cup of incredibly cheap chai from the stall, and felt the lazy wind a little less. (The Scots call  a chill wind  a lazy wind because it can’t be bothered to go around you…it goes through you!)

For the first time, stood by and watched two bogeys being connected, with one man on the wireless guiding the train driver to slowly bring the two carriages together, and then another intrepid railway worker getting down to connect the vacuum hoses which make a scary “HOOOSH” noise. When the bumpers touched, it looked like the carriages were joining hands. When he realized I was interested, the railway worker asked that some space be cleared for me to watch! How lovely it is to have time to “stand and stare”….

Found the Railway police watching the crowd with sharp, intent, practised eyes, as the mob jostled to get into the unreserved compartments. Speculated on how difficult it would be to be a pickpocket and earn a living that way, with a merciless beating the reward of even a slight mistake. And after the beating and the police station and the bribe and the escape, to go back to doing exactly the same thing…..

There is something desolate and melancholy about a railway station at night. Those who are leaving have left; those who are arriving have come and gone to their destinations; the day’s work is done, the dance of commerce and travel is over for the day. The platforms stretch into the distance, awaiting the next day’s bustle.

Saw the porters also gathering together, some were laughing and lighting up beedies, some were morose, as they had probably not made enough money that day.

Nobody asked us for our platform tickets. The parking lot attendants were also preparing to wind up business…there are so many urchins hanging around, it’s heart-wrenching to see them. None of them came up to beg. Beggary has certainly come down at the station.

Overall…a very positive change at City Station. Long may it last.