Rocket and a crow | Monochrome | Tea break
Clicked in Nov 2005 / Terrace top at home
I wandered onto the terrace with my camera, a mundane pastime I indulge every now and then. I strolled around envisioning scenes that my mind eagerly churned out, bickering to myself about the fact that dad got the floor of the terrace painted white (so it reflects off light and prolongs the building’s life) and the glare hurt my eyes. In my ponderous walk, tea in one hand and a camera dangling from my neck I stumbled upon this rocket (above) that lay on the floor… the charred edges told me that it had soared into the skies once with a fiery tail sputtering obscenities to those below. I took it in my hand and admired the brilliant colors it wore - red, golden yellow and black… glittering like a jewel.
I had previously loaded my camera with monochrome (b/w) film for another shoot and here I was with this beautiful and colorful remnant of a glorious flight in the skies. So much character oozed out of it or so it seemed… I figured that b/w would do justice to it too. I laid it gently on the ground like you would a martyr and exposed many a frames to try and capture its essence even in death.
I picked up my cup of tea and walked away into another ponderous stroll… this time my eyes fell on a crow that had made itself comfortable on the leaf of my neighbor’s coconut tree. I gulped what remained of the tea and slowly raised my lens trying my best not to spook the crow… I held my breath and released the shutter.
I exited the terrace and went back to my books… tea break was over 
