Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Earth & Sky

Hauz Khas Village, August, 2013

Friday, October 3, 2014

Durga Puja

From the Archives. Durga Puja at Shiv Mandir, CR Park, New Delhi

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Durga Puja

Amra Sabai Bengali Association, Vikaspuri

October, 2013

Thursday, September 25, 2014


Adda: The Quintessential feature of any Durga Puja

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

May I have your attention pleae

May I have your attention please

March, 2013

Monday, September 15, 2014

Monday, September 8, 2014

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Why Photography?

Why Photography?

There’s more than eyes can see

To capture moments,
Making them memories

The darkness of the mind

Like a Rainbow
Shooting through the skies

To procreate
Something in the world

Breathing life
To silent colors.

© Tarun Mitra

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Thursday, July 3, 2014

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I gave my dreams the wings
To fly to different worlds
It flew down and down
It flew up and above
But when the time came
It stopped on the mountains

It folded it wings
And drew its paintbrush
And with a swing and swigs
And lots of imagining
It drew a picture for me

© Tarun Mitra

Friday, June 27, 2014

McLeodGanj Diaries 23

This is what journeys are meant to be. Reaching the top, meeting an appeal. Nature, after all is a common property.

At the top of Triund Hill, April 2014

Sunday, June 22, 2014

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Walking through the snow covered path in Triund Trek. April, 2014

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O! road
Take me to a place
where the sky is blue
the grass is green 
and the air is clean

Waiting and Wanting

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

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View of Dharamashala and Mcleodganj from Magic View Cafe, Triund

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

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Triund Trekkers' will know the worth of this place

Monday, May 26, 2014

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A Journey itself has a destination, but in my journey the destination was not the final. It was and is, infinite: it goes on and on. The destinations are only for milestones, its finality is unknown.