Winter's First Brush Sometimes, the most striking transformations are not the ones I plan to witness — they unfold quietly, between days, without much fanfare. Flying over the Pir Panjal range into Srinagar has, over time, become my own seasonal barometer. A reminder that changes in nature, much like in life, often reveals itself gently — unannounced, unnoticed. But with a camera in hand, I am always alert and it never fails to move me. In mid-September, the mountains appeare

The courage to keep walking I came across a post by a photographer I follow titled Perfectionism: The Enemy of Creativity. It was an...

The Dal Lake The Dal Lake is my go-to place whenever I am in the valley. From sunrise to sunset, there’s always a frame waiting to be...