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Tarkarli in pictures

A private paradise

An amateur at best, my tryst with the DSLR started two years ago when my mom gifted me a Nikon D3100 for my twenty-fourth birthday. And Gung-ho! I was reading up into all sorts of camera logic and clicking away madly at anything and everything. Naturally, my knowledge of photography has been purely based out of trial-and-error.

So here’s me trying to show you Tarkarli through my unlettered lens.

Indigenous beach shrubs dotted by pink flowers

Dive into the aquamarine sea

The quiet before the storm

Swaying helter-skelter under the spell of the storm

Gathering of heaving clouds

A cumulonimbus veil stretching over the setting sun

Bathed in monsoon monochromes

Morning glory

Washed up starfish.
On a bright sunshiny day, one can see nearly 20 feet down
to the sea bed. While I did not take the theory to test I did run
away from my own shadow a couple of times.


  1. Now where is Tarkali? the place looks grey and dark and sombre and lazy? Waiting for the onslaught of tourists...... Waiting for some more on Tarkali?

  2. Tarkarli is among Maharashtra's hidden treasures, very close to Malvan (Malwani food? Ring a bell?). It's still uncommercialised with a smattering of home-stays.

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