Burnt umber.


Discovery of the Dadi-Poti tomb.

A little something between the turn for the Green Park market and the Hauz Khas Village. Its got siblings on the adjacent sides. Very well lit at night, but, unfortunately , you can only admire it from the locked gates. 

At least, they’re safe from the love stories their other counterparts are witness to. 

When we were in college, we were always at the malls.
Maturation has developed in me a fixation for monuments. Especially this one - The Safdarjung Tomb. I like to call it my place. 

I like going there with those closest to me. And I like clicking their glee at discovering a place like this. 

I love these guys! They’re amongst the few that stayed.

You can tell I was posing for this by how much effort I put in making my back look non-slouched. THAT takes effort!

Moments when the need for the DSLR ariseth. Sigh.

You might own a farmhouse or a villa or even a fuckin island. 
But, you can never get an entrance like that! 

The birdy party.