Ladakh on my mind

I met Tenzing in Delhi. This amazing photographer has no airs and would be happy to tell you that he took those stunning pictures using a D 70 (my baby – I started digital photography with) and one lens! This was his first display of pictures.

He is a Tibetan exile, got a few grants, and ventured out to explore the Himalayas. He describes the journey as a ‘Pilgrimage’!

Beautiful! Photography is ‘being spiritual’. It is about knowing your inner self and answering the inner voices. I’m at most peace when I am taking pictures. I don’t mind the long hours, the long wait, the patience with the hope that Il get something MAGICAL! It makes it better if you got someone with similar wavelength and great comfort level traveling with you.

Actually, would be interesting if I ever decided I wanted to travel alone. No baggage! ‘Varanasi’ maybe!

Tenzing lives in Kabul and is planning Mustang, Nepal and Bhutan next. I ended up having a long chat with him. Curious if he travels alone, where next, what does he do, where he prints, how he travels, where he lives mostly and if I could join him on his ongoing photography journey somewhere middle!


* Pictures taken by Tenzing, displayed at the India International Centre, Delhi

I left Delhi with one thought - I hope I do justice to my art, to my training, to my masters teaching and my INSPIRATION.

I-day upshot

I forgot... We were on TV!! Oh celebrity status...we got recognized! '

Prashant, I-day and I

A sudden adrenaline rush to stand in attention for the national anthem! Goose bums when I saw the kids from a government school parade down the road! Well I wasn’t planning to sit at home on a public holiday!


I called Prashant and told him this was his best chance to catch up with me and a lot more! What was the plan? I had VIP passes to Manekshaw Parade grounds. He thought I was insane! ‘Not on a holiday Divya’, he said!!! I told him the previous night, il wake him up at 7! He had reasons up his sleeve…’lets keep it dynamic…what if it continues to rain tomorrow morning’!

Nothing would stop me from waking up early. I called him….and he said he will meet me in an hour!!! He sounded equally excited. I didn’t ask him any more questions.

We drove, found parking, and managed our ways through stiff security checks! Walked up to join the Q. ‘Leave all your phones. And no camera’ shouted a policeman! I looked at him and smiled. ‘No camera also?’

We walked back dropped everything in the car. Still excited never the less. Lovely morning breeze, dew in the air and Prashant in white and green ☺

Walked in from the guest entry, struggled to find front row seats, and we wouldn’t want to sit anywhere else!!
Created ruckus, moved chairs, walked all over, not realizing the national anthem had just begun! Wow! We had a rose petals shower!!! Hell that was beautiful, missed my camera ☹ We were glowing!!

Made way for 2 chairs at the front row, actually moved chairs. The parade began. School memories flashed as ‘flag commander’…if that’s what its called! We yapped endlessly. Caught up on years. Sat through one cultural event. Looked at each other’s bored expressions and decided to leave.

That was a good dose of patriotism!

Breakfast at Windsor.

something lived. something dreamed...

All along i wonder what is the reason that im here for... what do i need to fulfill... how many lifetimes have i taken to get here...Am I living what I dreamt of?

Now here is my chance to answer all these questions... Il put myself through past life regression...

Working on site design for a lady who regresses people into their past lives...i want to do it just for kicks... wonder what i was in previous incarnations?!?!