Misty morning walk in the woods

No other voice other than the birds. You will forget the world for sometime.
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I was excited when heard about the plan on the group photo walk. There is a large number of people who are really interested for it and I was excited to meet the people of similar interest. And last Saturday I joined the team for the Nandi Hills Photo Walk. Started at 4:30 AM and reached the destination by 6:00 AM.

There was a large crowd to visit the place. To get the tickets for the team, it took half and hour. Such a long queue.

Everyone was equipped with their favorite gadgets and trekked up the hill for the exciting journey of that day. People who were interested in the Landscape photography went to the view points on the top. I joined the bird lovers and followed their trail.

Through the lush green forrest we trekked up hill, listening to the sweet voice of the birds around, trying to trace them and capture their existence.

The climate was fantastic. With the misty clouds around, the violent chilled wind basing on to us, the serenity on the path and greenery that we wondered upon. What a feeling it was. Really wanted to have another photo walk with the team.

The mist at the heights.
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The wind drove the mist from the distance towards us. Such a chilled climate it was.
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The misty clouds passing through the midst of the trees around. The beauty of the nature
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The narrow passages covered with greenery. The shade it provided - precious
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Not the smoke from a forrest fire. Its the lush cold mist all around
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The stone ways towards the summer house had the plants on them.
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Stones pathways are the guide when you trek up the hill. There are paths to the left and to the right. Take it if you dare to go forward. But these areas can be the good view points for the bird photographers.
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Enjoyed each and every moment of the climb. Stopped at places in search for a good click.
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The flame shaped flowers. Pics from the nursery.
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This place looked like a nature protected area. Trees pampered this small place like a baby.
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Walk toward the gate and escape into the wild.
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Perfect meeting point for several other photographers. 
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The rain just came and left this area. 
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Some decided to build their home on this tree.
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The texture of nature.
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Looked like a volcano to me and so clicked it.
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Did not have a macro lens. Next time I will have one.
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The leaves that reached the earth, nourishing it with the color and themselves.
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Coming soon...
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A Cold Week

No posts born on last week. The climate took me for a toss. Gifted me with the worst cold and fever experience in my life time. However with the grace of God, am back to the old mood of blogging. 

A change in perspective can be very refreshing. The Saturday photo walk with the colleagues to Nandi Hills (again) took me through a very different path which I never explored. Trekked through the dense greenery and tried to click on everything that I met on the way. It was indeed a moment that I cherished being with the group of photography lovers. 

Tippu Sultan's Summer Palace, Nandhi Hills
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Will be posting more pics soon...

Misplaced View Point and the Beauty

We always wonder at the BIA Control Tower, the way the top tower is placed on the vertical pillar. It gives a feeling like it is misplaced, or got moved by the extreme wind conditions.

Bangalore International Airport garden is one place which has mesmerized me. The way they maintain an acute harmony with the nature is really praiseworthy. Whenever I go to BIA, I always wanted to stop and take some clicks. Which have not happened yet. The gardens with beautiful flowers and landscapes, one good area for a click.

The below picture is taken from where I parked the car last time. I didn't get what kind of tree it is or what fruit it has. But looked good and lush, for a click.

Freshness All Around

The nature seems to be in a very happy mood. Freshness all around. I wish if this climate continues forever...

Welcoming The Shower

A short video clip, through which I tried to capture the rain, which I mentioned in this post.

When It Rains, Every Moments Will Turn To Eternity

Rain washed away all the sins from the tress. Now they are green and bright!

Rain - it brings that unexplainable, soothing feeling to me always. 

I cursed this summer in Bangalore. Being on the 5th floor of the flat, which is the highest in the layout,  we experienced the real wrath of the sun this year. Bangalore has changed a lot and it is moving towards a deserted destination.

The above instance, which made me to hate Bangalore, went away with the first drop touching the ground. The 5th floor which I cursed, is my favorite spot now. And I enjoy the raining view like nothing else.

One of my bedrooms got the bed near to the window, when opened, it shows me the boundaries of Bangalore. As there are no tall buildings near by, the window presents me with splendid views, when it rains.

Bangalore gets it beauty back then. Why because, all the trees will get a shower, which removes the dust on it from the heavy near by traffics & constructions. Once the shower is over, the lush greenery glow comes out. It washes away all the acidic contents from the air and you feel fresh to breathe like never before.

I was about to take a nap in the last Sunday afternoon (which I could never avoid), and then the rain took the control over me. I just remained on the bed, looking at the sky, trying to figure out the opening for the rain drops and the dark clouds moving hastily towards somewhere...

I felt like pampered, more secured. If you ask me why, I do not have an answer for it. That is the reason why I told that the feeling is unexplainable...

As the blog heading says - When It Rains, Every Moments Will Turn To Eternity - that is really right!

An after rain view through the window. Some drops are yet to leave the place

The Red Velvet Cake

Couple of weeks back, while I was back from office, Ani was busy writing up some notes. When I checked  with her, it was her new recipe book, in progress.  

There is around 26 recipes in it right now and the below Red Velvet creation is one of them. 

I loved the whole creation with grated white chocolate spread all over it, along with edible silver balls. Just loved it.

The silver balls has my reflection on it.

Home Made Choco Memory

Ani loves trying out recipes. And this time she created some sweet cubes. 

I love the diary milk chocolate a lot. Mainly because of two reasons. 

The first being the intense milky taste it spreads in the mouth. I just sit for hours enjoying that very taste.

The Second reason - Nostalgia. This is one chocolate that has gone through the ages along with Dairy Milk. I remember enjoying it during my kindergarten days. Getting a piece of it was a big deal on those days for me.

Ani knew this part of my life and when I opened the glittering covering of the sweet cubes, it had the exact taste of my memory. 

I sat for sometime enjoying its taste bite by bite. 

Following the Nomad

I was never fascinated by someones travel blog than Andrew's. His style of live blogging along with the unique narration style, always makes me to read and wait for his travel dispatches.

: : Photo Walk : : Railway & Bridge

It is long time since I have gone for a morning photo walk. Thought of taking a drive and click on my dear Duro. Just went around the Bayappanahalli railway area, the KR Puram bridge side and the ITI Cricle.

Bangalore's real estate is eating up the entire vegetation. There is so much that I miss here, compared to where I have grown up. Back in Kerala, I grew up in between the richness of trees and plants. Sun had a tough time to penetrate the green umbrella, which always blessed us with a wonderful climate through out the year and with enough fruits and vegetables, inside our premises. 

Climbing up the trees of 3-4 stories height, were the favorite game at those times. When comes to the sports, There wasn't much budget for the kids gang to buy cricket bat and everything for a game. All were from the nature. Instant solutions. I am not joking. The cricket bat came from the coconut tree leaf, stumps came from the plants that grew on the boundary line of the house, the newly sprouted coconut served as the cricket ball. Good old days.

The whole greenery around reminded me of my home in Kerala and a fear of losing the best of the nature, which treated our childhood with the wonderful memories.

Hope the greenery in Bangalore exist atleast for a decade, that the coming generation might have a chance to see the trees and shades.

Over bridge construction -  To connect the road way to the metro station entrance.

Construction work in progress near to the metro station

Current way to the metro station from the parking lot.

Old meets new -  Metro Station to the left of the old station office

The old station ticket counter. What I loved is the small bridge that leads to the counter.

The watch tower which is no more functional. Stand isolated from the rest of the areas that underwent renovation

Close watch

The KR Puram bridge which resembles Kolkata's Howra Bridge

Bridge view from a distance

My explorer in frame

Fish eye shot of the greenery at the ITI courters. 

The green pathway.

one of the many greeneries that still exist in Bangalore. Hope this remains for ever...

The Chinese Touch While It Rains

Bangalore is enjoying the unexpected showers these days. It was the same last Saturday. Right after the church, we wanted to have a nice dinner. At first planned Nandhini Palace, but then decided to go for the Chinese flavor, as it was raining heavily then.

This restaurant on the first floor, near to the center where we live, is noticed because of it's reddish lighting.he The color can boost the appetite. And that is what they do with their ambiance.

And the best part, enjoying the authentic Chinese flavors along with the kiss of the monsoon rain, dancing on the restaurant window pane. What a wonderful feeling it was!!!!!!!!!