Dangerous – [Weekly Photo Challenge]

Put into action due to this.

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Eyes Kharagpur WB IN by Korak Datta on 500px.com

Looking Dangerous, Feeling Dangerous.

Prime property Hampi KA IN by Korak Datta on 500px.com

Right on the edge!!

Bridge that was Pondicherry IN by Korak Datta on 500px.com

The calm before the storm?

Have feet, Will wander! by Korak Datta on 500px.com

Let’s jump and see?

The kiss by Korak Datta on 500px.com

Crashing into each other!

Let

Missing Sign!!!  “Kids not allowed near the pool”

What is that?

Painting the dreams of others by Korak Datta on 500px.com

Too high

Duty Done! by Korak Datta on 500px.com

The horrors of war

Caught! by Korak Datta on 500px.com

Crime & Punishment

Scary Cute Demons by Korak Datta on 500px.com

Scary demons

Future Gazing by Korak Datta on 500px.com

Before the jump

The Rush! by Korak Datta on 500px.com

Crossing the indian road….

Glimpsing into Nothingness by Korak Datta on 500px.com

The horrors of nothingness…

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Weekly Photo Challenge – Partners – 2

From a few years ago, when we friends finally had a chance to explore the amazing location called Hampi, in the state of Karnataka, India. Driving our moped along the Tungabhadra, up and down rocky slopes we never thought these vehicles would be able to manage, trekking up the hillocks and lazing around after the subset. A fantastic weekend spent at Hampi.

Pure, and simple . . .

I remember reading about seas and oceans as a little child. Maybe Tintin introduced me to the depths of the ocean, or maybe it was the adventures of the trasure seeking Francis. Continue reading

My first Girlfriend

She sat there, next to the window, admiring her shiny red nail.
I looked on.
She gazed outside, at the passing headlights.
I stared.
She started searching for something in her handbag.
I was inquisitive.
There was a small click.
And I heard the sound. Faint, only in my left ear.  But still it was clear, over the din of the bus, rumbling through the state highways of North Bengal.
SP Balasubramanyam sang “Tum Se Milne Ki Tamanna Hai” in my left ear, and I thought ‘I have met her already’.
She looked at me and smiled. “Enjoying?”
“Yes”, I said. “I will ask dad to get me one too”.
“Yes, you should buy a Walkman, and also buy some nice cassettes. Buy Saajan, its superhit. That guy, Sanjay Dutt, he limps in the film, but he is the real hero. And Madhuri can dance so well….” She went on telling me the virtues of the superhit film from last year, and I dozed off. (Well, this habit of dozing off mid conversation will come back to hound me throughout my grownup days)
I dreamt of telling my classmates not to tease me anymore, or I’ll call my girlfriend, who had promised me to use her long nails to help me in my fight. “For Justice, For Honor, For the last starfruit/guava on the tree”…
I found out from an acquaintance almost a decade later that she had passed on to a better world, after a bout of a strange fever, at the early age of 20. That’s around the time I was close to 7-8 years old. 
My first girlfriend.