I was travelling recently on the coastal lines here in India,where the sun has started scorching everything.So we were traveling in this nice A/C car…but outside all we could see was drying river beds and trees devoid of foliage.There was one such huge patch of arid trees.There was something about these trees that caught my mind,and I was thinking about them till we got back to the patch and I got down in middle of those of naked trees that my mind took to peace.It was 2 o clock in the afternoon and the sun was blazing,but I could not help feel wonderful as I touched those tree barks. Once when someone had asked me,’do you find a naked tree beautiful,do you find it’s silhouette an object of wonder’ and without even realizing what I was about to say I said, ‘no,I rather think a fully blossomed tree is beautiful’.I always have thought them to be interesting,but beautiful,not so much.Until I saw these trees.Suddenly,that conversation came to my mind,and I regret having told the person that I did not find them beautiful.I was so attracted to these trees,I was in a trance.It was as if they were trying to tell me how green and healthy they used to be,and how they were going to survive the glaring heat.The whole event of photographing them was almost inspirational.So here’s one of those insightful moments int the form a photography,which I took while being at the roots of a beautiful parched tree.

Strike 1 : Live music concert

Yes,the first strike off my list of things to do while im 25

The Poona Music Society and Goethe Institut, Pune had organized a jazz evening at Mazda Hall. The artists performing for the evening were Bica-Daerr-Stick trio.I had never heard of them before,so I went in without knowing what to expect.(Some times I think this works in favor…having a clean slate.)

As I reached just about in time,and went inside…I was surprised to see the fairly modest size of the hall.But it is well established fact now,quality matters,not quantity.The thing that I fell in love with immediately was the huge black shinning  piano that stood on the stage.I had never seen that big a piano live.Then I noticed the wooden stage…the scale of it made it endearing.It had nice little wooden wings and steps.There in the middle lay a double bass and next to it was a drum set.Their skill full  handlers came in and thus began the enchanting two hours performance.I was sitting in a place where I was surrounded by foreigners,but I never felt out-of-place even for a minute.In fact,after moments they started playing i didn’t even notice where  i was.It was just the music that took over.The star of the evening was the pianist Carsten Daerr. His amazing skill with the keys were just captivating.But my personal favorite was Carlos Bica.His compositions were just the best amongst what they played.My favorite was ‘the believer’. It was like they were weaving emotions around the notes that they were playing.I lost all sense of place and time when the composition played.After the performance ended I was so glad to have spent the two hours there.It was completely a fulfilling strike of the list.

Here’s the piece that I loved

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PS.The Thank yous to my best friend for being there with me!