|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|
|Swaying helter-skelter under the spell of the storm|
|A cumulonimbus veil stretching over the setting sun|
|Bathed in monsoon monochromes|
|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.