Grit & dirt

My home is made of grit and dirt The taps run sweat, the windows are shattered,  their glass clinging to frames like broken teeth to gums in the mouth of a boxer. My town is a fighter,  built of scrap metal and machines. The streets are steel  and the river nuts and bolts, its gears…

Focus!!!

  The picture captured by my brother while we were hanging out on streets of my city during a rainy day of this year’s monsoon. Holding a convex lens, focusing on the view of the city, during sunset makes it one of the pictures I will always cherish. 🙂 🙂 (Sorry, I am late as…