Sriram Janak – Photography

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Inner sun…

 

 

   As I walked on my way, I realized that it is not only the sun

 

               which can make a day much brighter.

 

                How is it that we deny ourselves an inner sun, shinning through the silent words of

 

                                                       Nature?

 

 

 

 

 

                     Even your inner colors change as the patterns of

 

 

                  your inner self dance to a new rhythm in life.

 

 

               This must now be part of your daily movement: to recognize, greet, and

 

             listen to all forms of nature, from the lowly moss to the greatest tree.

 

 

 

 

 

                     All share in he one life , all dance to tha same rhythm , all blend

 

 

             their notes in the song of the universe.

 

 

 

 

 

 

    We rejoice, our brother, for soon that song will blend  into your pattern of color ,

 

 

      and the doors of a new and deeper sharing will be thrown wide open…

 

 

 

 

 

You listen to the silent song of my 

 

                             Voice….

 

 

 

 

( words : Michael J . Roads )

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Tusker in rain…

 

    ” only that day dawns to

 

                                    which we are awake “

 

                                                                            ~~Henry David Thoreau

 

                                 I always wanted to photograph a Tusker in rain……

                                                               early  morning ride….

                                                we were just entering the forest through the bamboo thickets…..when

                                                   we heard  the sound of bamboo cracking….& the bamboo near the road swayed….

 

                                                        It was raining…   

 

                                                                           and I was praying….

 

                                                              the camera was ready…and we saw this handsome fellow emerge …

 

 

 

 

 

In the forest …

                                            they say everything happens suddenly &

 

                                                                                  all at once…

 

 

 

 

cutting off….   

 

    all speech…

 

 

                        cutting off…

 

                                                     all thoughts…

 

 

 

 

 

   He emerged…..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                    “…….the painter is in love with colours,

                                        The poet is in love with words…….”

                                                                 ~~~  Osho

 

 

                                                      and I was in love with this gentle gaint…

 

 

 

 

 


Unconditional love…

 

   “There are times in life , you can count them in minutes ,

                   when you experience an awareness far  greater than you usually

                                                                        Find in a whole year “

 

 

                                                           ~~ Dostoevsky


As soon as we started our   trip by boat…we sighted a herd of elephants. and started moving towards  them  immediately..We saw the herd moving towards the jungle…

       and went as fast as we could .

      We noticed there was one little baby which suddenly decided that it needed to sleep..!!…


                               We lost our hearts to this baby. the herd had no option but to stay put…& 

                                    we spent a glorious 2 hrs with this baby and the herd…..

 

 

 

 

 

 

These are moments…

 

I counted… and kept counting…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

      A smell can carry a

 

 

                                        meaning..

 


 

 

 

       expressing care…. 

 

 


 

 

 

                                   This   IS 

 

 

                                                                   love…..

 

 

 

 

reassurance….

 

 

 

 

 

               “….like humans , the animal should be permitted to speak its

 

 

 

                                                 own emotional language, which is up to the beholder to understand……….”

 

 

 

 

 

     That low nice

 

 

                                   curiosity…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

…” to understand animals …it is essential to

 

                                             understand what they  F E E L…..”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

               There is a great deal…

 

 

                                           it does not speak…..