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It was Sunday morning. The little Luanne dropped by our place at Parra, with a board of Business (which seemed like a ripoff of Monopoly). But that did not stop us from getting our hands dirty with fake notes. Here are some photos clicked using my phone camera and the big bad 5dm2.
The box was opened.
And a lot of money was distributed. All three of us, showing off our tens of thousands of fake rupees.
Bonnie overlooked the proceeding that took place at the bank (Luanne) making sure the 1000s were not mistaken for 10000s.
And the battle was on!
The rule book did not provide any assistance. The english being from another country.
But dice were rolled.
And moves were made.
The old man wasn’t really bothered. He was done playing a game of ‘Snakes and Ladders’ with Luanne moments ago. Now it was time to update himself with the nonsense that went on around our tiny state.
We were living the dream.
In particular, “I” was living the dream!
But that wasn’t enough to impress the old man. He was lost in the paper.
The game went on. Here is a clip of all the action. Okay, maybe not ‘all’, but some of it.
And landed up paying she did!
Houses were built and high rents were paid.
I got back my Tamron 70-300mm psycho lens. It created some magic later that day.
Luanne started to throw money around, like there was no tomorrow. Telling us to “keep the change”.
And that was it. The game was abandoned midway due to Luanne’s acts of kindness. Ultimately, there could only be one true winner…me.
Later that day we walked to Luanne’s place. This is a shot I got, thanks to a crazy lens, which I thought of turning into a coffee mug one day.
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Some of you might have seen some pre-wedding photos of Melanie (aka Beautiful) and Daniel (aka Francis) on my Facebook Page. Wedding photos are gonna come up later. Much later, so hang on for now. Here is what went on behind the scenes on that day when we were by the Mandovi.
The freaks, Francis, Beautiful and Ernest dropped by my place and decided to give me a ride.
We were on our way to Panjim. Beautiful, just back from her visit to the church was complaining about all the crazy questions the priest was asking her. We had a good laugh and then indulged in some banter about the Vatican. Shhh!!
And that’s the Ernest we talk about. Ernie the man. All too happy to be sitting around and doing nothing.
We passed by Sangolda.
And in a short while we were passing through Porvorim. The sun was beginning to set. We were racing the clock. Guess who was not too pleased to be losing light. Okay, no points for the correct answer. Me!
Under the Bridge. I always think of RHCP each time I go below the Mandovi bridge. Always.
We zoom past the Panjim jetty.
And then, finally, the Mandovi. The barges had taken over the landscape. Got some test shots though.
You guys might remember this lighthouse from the “Lurking Storm” photo I posted some months back.
There were some birds in the sky.
And an Ernie on the sand.
I told the clowns to take a walk and pretend I’m not there. Told them to indulge in some PG13 activities that would not get any of us arrested. So that’s them, taking a walk by the shore.
Ernie on the other hand took a walk with my tripod.
Oh yeah! Ernie and the tripod. So beautiful. Made for each other.
This stray fellow tried to disrupt proceedings. But was scared away by Francis. Who just showed the dog his face. The rest was history.
The clowns headed towards the rocks.
Ernie headed to the shore.
In between all this nonsense, I did manage to get a few decent shots of the clowns. And then we just decided to goof around. Something we are pros at.
Here are Ernie and Francis. This shot was taken so that I could lock focus points. It was pretty dark btw, the autofocus was going crazy when those amateurs (read Francis) tried to use the camera.
Autofocus locked, and this is what Francis managed to click. Ernie parting with the tripod. It was a sad moment, but what was just had to be done.
And then one shot of Beautiful, me and the leaning lighthouse of.. oh wait, the lighthouse is, no way.
Finally, we called it a wrap and headed off towards what we call home. Beautiful punched the air coz I guess she found a keeper. Amen.
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And then, suddenly I packed my bags and headed off to my Sister‘s place. We had planned a road trip along with the BIL Bonnie. We were to meet the gamer pals Srijay and Sarvesh (who were to drive down from Pune) at Lonavala/Khandala the next morning, and hang around there for a day or two.
The eve was spent at the Sister’s where I received the VIP treatment. Same treatment that I receive when I go back home to my Motherland, Goa.
The Sister and I grew up reading books, hence you will find her place or mine always filled with books lying all over the place. Its a different thing that off late all my books are lying in a cupboard. But I plan to read those sometime in the future.
We have our sharing system. If the Sister buys a book, I don’t buy it. If I buy a book, the Sister won’t buy it. When we meet, we exchange our stash. If we don’t meet, the stash gets pilled up at home in Goa. From where we pick the best of the lot and take it to our respective places. This system works perfect.
Back to the Sister’s place. There was a whole bunch kept for me to choose from. I took all.
Bonnie shows up with a so called ‘ergonomic’ mouse, which drew the attention away from the books. Jolene played around with it for a bit and realized that it a complete load of bull. I wonder where that mouse is lying now.
And guess who was lying near the Sister’s bed. Sponge Bob, Square Pants! There is another Sponge Bob lying at home in the showcase btw.
More soft toys made their presence felt.
My stash comprised of just one book. Which I read on the train from Hyderabad to Mumbai. This one is now archived in a cupboard at Home, Motherland.
The Sister then got down to business and did some research on locations around Mumbai. Notice the awesome wallpaper of the Gulmarg Gondola she has on screen! 😀
And the soft toys were back!
But the moment was ruined thanks to the standard shoot yourself in the mirror since no one documents the photographer moment.
We were in two minds whether to go to Bhimashaker instead. Google maps to the rescue and the Sister to the research.
And yes, chocolates! Thank to our aunt who got these for us. Oh, and there you seen another book on Paper Quilling. You should check out my Mother’s Quilling work.
My machine was with me too. This bad boy took me places.
Oh and this book, I had to take back and archive it at the Motherland. Turns out the Sister had bought this one too. Fail on my part.
All this research, hanging around, eating chocolates made time fly. Before we knew it, it was pretty late.
Time had come to call it a night. The next day would involve a lot of driving in heavy rains. We all would need out beauty sleep.
More soft toys were found lying by the bed.
I clicked a photo of what the author of “No God in Sight” had to say.
And then the lights were out.
What was turning out to be a boring day at work had to be turned into something more exciting. Lying below Joshua Singh‘s desk was a task that no man could do. But I guess it was more because no one actually bothered to. Mukesh Mukhi came to the rescue and displayed his aeronautical engineering skills. The now assembled plane hangs on Vivaik Bharadwaaj‘s board with the other planes that he owns. This is a recollection of what happened that one boring day at the workplace.
We un-boxed the parts.
Only to land up with a complete mess.
And then began the assembling of tiny parts that no man had ever seen before.
Luckily, Mukhi had the blueprint in front of him.
And in no time, the wheels were in place!
Mukhi was hard at work, while Johnny watched from nearby.
The engineering went on.
Johnny kept an observant eye over the entire proceeding.
And then things started to take shape. We had a propellor and a fuselage.
Swetha dropped by for some moral support.
And here is a totally random shot of Mukhi’s spike! 😛
Some parts where yet to find their place.
While others were just waiting to be attached.
Mukhi had to stop for a while and contemplate.
We had a rudder.
And we realized that it was totally safe for Mukhi to work with.
The wings were in place.
And firmly attached.
Some more parts were joined.
And fixed properly.
And voila! After all the hard work, sweat, tears, pain and trauma, the creation was ready to take off.
All the aeronautical engineering had finally paid off.
The great flight of softness can now be found hanging on the Man’s wall in his cabin.
So that was that. A boring day at work, made less boring thanks to a whole ton of jobless people.
PS: We do work a lot actually.
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It all started on the 14th of December 2010. Our good friend Daniel Peddity aka Saniel aka Sanny Beta aka Peddity aka Peddity Bhai (the list goes on) was to marry his beautiful bride Rebyl Pinto. So it was! Off we were to the hide out. This is a short recollection of a little bit of what went on behind the scenes and got captured.
First we needed a practice shot of what was to become Rebyl and Daniel. Thats our man sipping on some coke while he attacked his Mac D burger at the same time. Which reminds me, I did not get one. 😛
And whats a groom if he isn’t well groomed. So off he was to clean up the mane. We did try to get him to take off the crazy side burn, but he was like, “No, Rebyl likes it”.
Luckily on site was our very own Mukesh Mukhi. Taking calls, running around, and doing what he does best. That is, keeping himself busy.
The weapon of choice for the day was the Canon Rebel T2i. Yeah, I know I gotta upgrade to a full frame sometime soon. I’m on that, though it may take a while. If anyone knows anyone else who wants to gift me a Canon 5D Mark II, then you know where to find me.
Then the boys got ready.
While the dude recording the video did his thing.
Time flew by. And then arrived the bride’s bouquet. It was heavy indeed. Must have weighed more than a kilo surely. I handed it over to Rebyl and she went, “This is heavy!”
And off we were for the ceremony. There were other photographers too. Who made sure that they were in the thick of action. I lurked in the background not wanting to disrupt the proceedings. Which reminds me, this is the only wedding which I made it to without having a bath! I wouldn’t have had a suit either. But thanks to my good friend’s John Paul, Mukesh Mukhi and Vignesh Anand my shoes and shirt somehow landed up in a car at the venue. Now how I landed up not having a bath is a whole different story. Lets blame the groom for that!
Now, now! Please draw your attention back to wedding.
The bride’s brother stood at a side watching his sister get into good hands.
The Pastor on the other hand was fooling around a lot. Popping into the frame while I tried to get some shots. This one is for you Pastor.
And then they were married. We headed off to a studio since the other photographer wanted to get some studio shots of the couple.
So off I was to the studio. Answering a number of calls asking why are the newly weds absconding while I watched the two of them indulge in some funny poses. I got a whole bunch of photos of this action. But I’ll share those sometime in the future.
Finally all that jazz was done. And off we were to the reception.
We had a few minutes to take some shots. This one went all wrong.
This is the best fail moment from the wedding. We just got out of the lift. All the guests was present at the reception waiting for the bride and groom. The lighting at the lift was perfect. The mirrored wall played well with the light, bouncing it all over the place. I went, “we gotta get a shot”. But some unknown folks were getting out of the other lift. Rebyl goes, “get those people to wait”. I look into the viewfinder and had a split second to decide whether I should get a shot of some strangers with the bride or me with the bride. I won.
The reception commenced. Got this photo of me clicking the couple thanks to Paul. And then the reception ended.
A bunch of us stayed back since it was Daniel’s birthday. We decided to sing for the groom.
So it was done.
Mr. Krupakar Peddity had some thoughts to share. I did not get any close to him. (Photo by Emmanuel Peddity)
And yes, I managed to get the couple to take their rings off. Woohoo, thats a first! And, Saniel Beta if you are reading this, I’m still waiting for the rings. Need those close up shots.
And thats them. Mr and Mrs Peddity. And they lived happily ever after.
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The day started off pretty early. By early I mean, I had to wake up at 5.30 am. We had a team outing and Anantgiri hills, Vikarabad was the destination. We were supposed to take the bus along with the rest of the team, but then decided to hitch a ride with the man himself, Vivaik Baradwaaj in his new Volkswagen Polo.
And off we were! I had the pleasure of being the navigator, all because there is never enough place for fat guys on the back seat. But in my defense, I’m really good at navigating and reading Google Maps. Which of course, did come handy later that morning.
A foggy morning it was. The visibility was very bad and we could hardly see a few meters up front. Our fate lied in the the hands of the ex – Air force guy at the drivers wheel. The roads were a complete mess bearing much resemblance to that of the moon’s surface. A couple of times the base of the car took a complete beating. But somehow we reached out destination in one piece.
We stopped at a temple. The man stepped out to survey the surrounding. I guess it is something you learn to do at the armed forces. We four on the other hand stood with the car, cracked some jokes and acted suspicious.
Manasa got in touch with the rest of the folks and found out that they were quite far back. We had enough of time in our hands to move around and check the place out. It was decided to that we visit the Kotepalli reservoir nearby.
To be continued…