Wet Bar on a Dry Day

Wet Bar on a Dry Day, originally uploaded by suhair Liyakath.

Well The Irony of this shot is a Reason why I had to freeze this moment in Time.This is a BAR on a DRY Day .All Dressed up and No one to come.At least the Regulars will not be there on that day ...:-D

Lone Eagle

Lone Eagle, originally uploaded by suhair Liyakath.

Lone Eagle, originally uploaded by suhair Liyakath.

When I see this image, I am Reminded of the "Ballad Of Serenity".


Take my love. Take my land.
Take me where I cannot stand.
I don't care, I'm still free.
You can't take the sky from me.

Take me out to the black.
Tell 'em I ain't comin' back.
Burn the land And boil the sea.
You can't take the sky from me.

Have no place I can be since I found Serenity.
But you can't take the sky from me.

So Free and Elegantly Gliding Along.....

Violette

Violette, originally uploaded by suhair Liyakath.

Nothing To beat a bunch of small flowers after a brief morning rain.This was taken at my Home town.This is more of a macro shot.I had to get down and dirty on the same level of the flower

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Image of God on Earth

Image of God on Earth, originally uploaded by suhair Liyakath.

A Spur of the moment shot taken near whitefield, The kid gave a nice pose .Initially I stopped the car to take the idols.But the kid, who was playing near by, was too curious to find out what I was doing .I liked the Innocent Expression.That's the context of the shot

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On a Rainy Sunday Morning

On a Rainy Sunday Morning, originally uploaded by suhair Liyakath.

This was taken at home on a rainy Sunday morning .My DSLR in action of course

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Love Came to Visit Me

"Love Came to Visit Me."



Love came to visit me, shy as a fawn.
But finding me busy, she fled, with the dawn.
At 20 the torch of resentment was lit.
My rage at injustice waxed hot as the pits.
The flux of its lava cleared all in its path.
Comrades and enemies fled from its wrath.
Yet lovers grew wary, once novelty waned
To lie with a bloody man, his terror unfeigned.
At 30 my powers seemed mighty to me.
The fruits of my rivals, I shook from the tree.
By guile and by bluster, by night and by day,
I battered and scattered the fools from my way.
And women grew willing to sham and to bluff.
Their trinkets and baubles cost little enough.
From 40 to 50, grown easy and sly,
I wined them and dined them, like pigs in a sty.
We feasted and reveled and rutted in muck.
Forgetting our peril, forgetting to duck.
Forgetting times arrows are sharper than knives.
Grown sick to our stomachs, and sick our our lives.
Love came to visit me, shy as a fawn.
But finding me busy, she fled with the dawn

- Dennis Felix

P.S: The Photo was taken at a park in Pondichery,this was a candid shot without any composition.I just saw this young fellow sitting and reading the book and noticed something nice.so took the shot with a cam from my college buddy Suresh AKA 'Kosu'. I was rumbling through my old photos and found this one interesting .So I posted same with this poem ....that some how I felt a strange connection .