” a perfect analogical cycle of life. . . “
How it all started . . . the bloom. . . . and shattering away. . .
(It was takken during a warm sunny hot office lunch break . . . when the thrust was reigning most of my senses . . . I planned to capture refreshness. . . what i captured was lust . . . for a moment both felt same . . . !
“all the bitter reds will soon fade . . . time is all it takes. . .”
(One cold winter rainy night on a main road near my house . . . i was there sitting and watching the weather . . . rains always slow me down . . .this became a food for thought . . . to capture a moment which is biased towards an optimistic view of this gloomy damp weather. . . took it from cannon 60 D)