Life Simplified


The wind spread across the coast
Said few words,
In it’s silence.
No matter how complicated life is,
Just follow me.

The sands
Could make it simple and sweet
Be it the confusions of life
Or relationships
It is needed, the believe & trust
to keep it running
to make it loving.

Come…
Have bath at my courtyard
Let me wash your stress
Let me clean you
From sorrows and agony.

From the Horizon
A voice came
You are beautiful.
From heart and from soul
You are beautiful.

Focusing on things
That are beautiful and pleasant
Are the best moments & best captures
are not by the lens, but with the eyes.

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Are Prettier than they appear.

Just a little step ahead
Be the person you want to be.
Change the things you want to
Chase the target you dreamt of
I am with you.

It was never the wind,made me fly.
It was always me, myself
Who wished to be a bird

Being cage free, To fly high… higher… highest

Look at the eyes of the machine.
Which has an eye,
To make you believe,
what you saw.
But I suggest
Be the eye, Be the vision

Walk against the flow,
It will make you or break yo
But you will win
Because you tried

Beauty lies in the eyes of
BEHOLDER. Then i see you.

Moments I miss the most,
Are not gonna come again.
But memories…
Can you wipe them out.
Thousand images
and reflections
of your presence.
I see you,
through the eyes of my heart
through the lens of those memoirs.

#EveryWordisForYou

Happily…

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The Irony Of A Festival That Celebrates Menstruation


I belong to a rather poor state and the State government often demands funds from the Centre to alleviate this dire issue of poverty. When I say poor, there is a lot that can be added to this definition of poverty. A state which is infamous for witchcraft and the violence on women leading to murders has a long way to go before it sees a change in the mind sets of people. This state is still witnessing pregnant mothers migrating from native villages to work in the brick kilns of neighbouring states, giving birth to babies inside dingy settlements in Andhra Pradesh and Tamil Nadu. This state is still struggling with an open defecation problem which is a rampant habit among men and women, but the irony is that women can only go to defecate either before sunrise or after sunset to ward off and avoid onlookers.

Amidst many such issues which put women in the back seat, there is yet another concern which is still a taboo and not much effort has been made in that direction and not many social media campaigns have been initiated to make people understand that women’s menstrual cycles are commonplace occurrence just like any other act of daily life. Being a man, I may not be able to justify the issue to others to a life-changing extent but, yes I can definitely set an example by talking about it in the open.

If I look back on my graduation days, I can still remember that menstruation was a funny topic used to crack dirty jokes against those girls who were both our batch-mates and friends.  I came to learn more about it only when I first had a girlfriend and there was this guilty feeling I underwent when I came to know about the pain and suffering she went through every month. Now however, I have been seeing a lot of awareness about this on the internet and in other forms of social media but the state is yet to become fully aware of this problem. Hence, it is now time to educate statesmen about some very important facts of life which they may or may not be aware of.

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Courtesy : Menstrupedia.com

While I was listening to Mr. Anshu Gupta, the Magasaysay awardee, speak on this issue, he mentioned the poor and unhygienic sanitary practices of women and girls in many rural parts of the state. I could relate quiet well to it since I have seen that in most of the villages, shopkeepers do not even store sanitary pads and this is an indicator of the seriousness of the issue. However, in urban settings and cities even, menstruation is ridden with myths and many don’t like to talk about it In public; shopkeepers in fact use a piece of newspaper to wrap them up in.

Funnily enough, the same state celebrates a four-day long festival across the region and most importantly in rural areas, in celebration of womanhood. This festival is primarily meant for young girls and symbolizes those cultural practices which applaud the fertility of mother earth. Symbolically, the young girls celebrate the festival as a matter of joy and enjoy these four days with great enthusiasm. During the first three days of the festival and on the last day, it is traditionally a time to get cleaned up which is symbolically done by women washing their grinding stones with turmeric paste and adorning it with flowers and sindoor.

During the festival, girls wear new clothes every day and they do not do any other work apart from sitting, relaxing, roaming around and playing on tree swings since they are banned to walk about barefoot. They apply make – up and walk around in groups, visit friends and eat locally made cakes. There are several other customs and traditions and flexibility that these young girls enjoy without knowing as much as the crux the festival is premised upon. Some historians and cultural enthusiasts are absolutely clueless about the origin of this festival. However, many have admitted that the seriousness of the festival lies in the fact that people do not actually know why it is being celebrated in the first place.

‘Raja Mahotsava’ or ‘Raja Paraba’ is an annual festival that is dedicated to the celebration of womanhood, fertility and more importantly, menstruation. The word ‘Raja’ comes from ‘Rajaswala’, which actually means menstruating women. It is believed that during this time, mother earth menstruates and hence she must be given respite from work. It is even believed that the rain god/s pours heavily during this time in order to lessen the pain that mother earth undergoes. Unfortunately, this festival is being celebrated among ignorant young girls and hardly any of them even know the basics about it. It is high time they did. When people and mostly young men and women are vocal enough in many Indian cities to talk about menstrual taboos and practices, there is a further requirement for everybody to talk more about it in public spaces. Fathers should make their daughters comfortable enough to discuss these issues with and this should be included in educational curriculum across the country to make both girls and boys aware of things which are natural processes and certainly not taboos.

In most parts of the state, when people annually celebrate womanhood, it is much more welcoming and important indeed to let people know the reasons and importance behind celebrating this festival. Given the many problems when it comes to gender issues in my state, it is now time for everyone to open up about the fact that just like mother earth, every single woman menstruates as well and there is absolutely nothing to hide or be ashamed of!

This Article was first published in Menstrupedia.com

Happily…

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Into the Blue


The clouds and flowing against the wind
The irritating sounds of the diesel engine
The cotravellers and their highness
I was sailing consciously with subconscious mind
I felt indifferent with the little tides
Striking along the boat and giving me Goosebumps

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It roared, the thunder peeped out
The empty bottle of tuborg and kingfisher
Looking at different shades of sunglasses
I thought if i could read the minds
If I could read the hearts
I was sailing with imagination with full of romanticism

Those tall piles of Jhau trees safforning the shore
Those dark blue curves of the water
Those faded black clouds
And white shining sands
I heard someone is calling me
I followed the voice. Into the horizon

She was blushing
May be in love, may be being high
Could see the eye lashes moving ups and downs
It was going to to be dark soon
I see her smiling again
I see her blushing again

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It was chilled..
Better than the beer
Sweeter than the sunset
It was the hope
Being loved being adored
I was blushing I was smiling

I loved the presence of the moment cherished for
Looking at different layers of the cloud
Bluish black and darkish blue skies
Few drop of rains
I wanted to dissolve in the waves
To sail and to enjoy the independence

The unclear foot steps on the sand
Made me realise and convinced my conscience
Life and nature are just realisation
One you live it and one you feel it
You just need to sail yourself being calm, being content

Took a deep breathe
Started realising the difficulty of the narrow path
I choosen knowing its gonna blow up
My fate and my future
My efforts and my intentions
I want to fly high… I want to sail into deep
I want to dissolve with the nature.

Happily…

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Kodak to Canon; My journey to see things differently


I do not remember exactly but it was sometime around when I was in class 6-7. I was quiet active in extracurricular activities and used to win prizes in many competitions. Those days, digital camera had not hit the market. During all those prize distribution ceremony most of the kids would come with their parents and with a camera to click a photo of their child getting prize. That was the time when I got developed the craze of being photographed but I was helpless and I never have a photograph of any award ceremony till 2006 when I got my first camera gifted by my brother-in-law Mr Biswa Bhusan Chhotaray.

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It was also a funny incident when the marriage proposal of my sister got confirmed all were happy for the obvious reason but I was happy more than anyone because he was a cinematographer and I could now get a camera gifted. I told my sister Anusruta that I want him to gift me a camera, because he must have loads of camera, which I was perhaps too ignorant of then. However, I got my first camera KODAK EC 200. It was not a digital camera but I kept clicking. My first guide in photography was a friend who is a great artist now Sitaram, who had amazing ideas of photography. No wonder he was amazingly creative then and happens to be a very popular before he joined JJ School of Art. It was a silver color glossy Kodak which I still have and I cherish my memories with the beauty. However, the irony remained same though i had a camera but i had no one to click when i gets prize. However, this made me trying my hands on photography. The journey started with KODAK EC 200.

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Quest to Succeed: A scene at Gopalpur Beach My only Photo which got awarded and i had got Rs 3000 cash prize.

I used to save money to buy reel and get those photos printed.  I still remember I was growing and my craze for a digital camera was increasingly growing. Then it came a time when i took admission in my mass com. I took this as a huge opportunity to buy a camera of my own as I was supposed to apply for study loan. It was Dhenkanal and Indian Institute of Mass Communication and I got a brand new black color Fuji Film HD 1000 Camera. The real journey of color, light, distance, micro, macro everything started with the sexy black beauty whose curves were my weakness those days.

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I kept clicking with that for more than 3 years apparently which gave me loads of good names as a photographer, which I never had considered myself neither today I consider. Those days It was like I used to sleep with the camera and it had become my companion. It was very close to my heart still it reminds me those good old days.

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Sometime in 2012

It was a time when it started showing issues and I wanted to upgrade to a DSLR. I had then revived from my joblessness and struggle. However, I wanted a good decent DSLR which could give me both experience of digital photo and video where I can experiment a lot. However, I had no money and I wanted to get it by loan which was a difficult task for me to get it from bank. At the same time I was also saving money , so that I can afford the down payment of a new car which I needed badly as doctor had strictly restricted from riding bike after my ligament tear surgery. However, it was also a fact that i had got the phobia of riding bike. So I wanted to go for a car which I still do not have. One of the sad angle of the story. Anyway, according to the plan, I messaged a lot of people who were very close to me and asked for some money, I had thought I will get small amount of money from these people who won’t ask for it for next 2-3 months. It is worth mentioned that these were the people whom I had helped a lot both in cash and in kind earlier; ever few had borrowed money from me. But not a single person replied and helped. So I had only option to buy either car or camera.

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Canon 550D

For both the thing I needed 50,000 ruppes and only one friend Bikram who still is one of my closest friend borrowed me 10000 rupees and went Narayani Motors. Car was my first priority and that time only Maruti Alto 800 was available with a down payment of 50K. I went inside. Discussed everything and all documents were verified. They took me to show the car and comfort. I get into the car. Sat onto the driver’s seat and I could feel my extra-long legs were touching the steering wheels and it was such a discomfort to people with height. With the stroke of that disappointment my wishes of buying car got scattered and I am yet to have since last 3 years.

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My First Solo open Air Photo Exhibition at Anjali National Children’s Festival in 2012

I came from the Narayani Motors and then immediately headed towards Bapujee Nagar, Spectra Vision. Our very own Prasant Bhai was waiting eagerly with his typical smile. I got the beast CANON 550D wit 18-135 Kit Lens.

Alok Mohanty, is the person who taught me basics of DSLR photography. I owe this to him. In due course i learned a lot of techniques. Starting from Sankar, Sunnil to Raj Sampad a lot of people have influenced me in their work. A lot many people have appreciated my work and i owe them for their constant encouragement. I would like to thank few subjects, who inspired me to click them. Anuradha, Madhu, Puspa these are few of my friends whom i loved to click and some of my best shots have featured their beauty.

The rest is history. I still consider myself an amateur and feel ashamed of saying myself as a photographer. Yes. I am a story teller with visuals. But there are a lot more to learn in photography. But yes, one decision I feel I took right that I never learned Photoshop. Because someone initially had told me Photoshop makes a photo better not a Photographer.

HAPPY PHOTOGRAPHY DAY.

Happily… 

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The Little Drops of HOPE


The dry minds and dry soil
The dry eyes and dry air
Looking for salvation
Searching for peace
The little hopes and little drops..
Come. Sprinkle away some happiness.

Nobody has control
Neither can make it happen
When they want;  when they need.
Their desire diminishes
The little hopes and little drops.
Come, let the world know, class creed and color are just words in the dictionary

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Look at the trees and green leaves
Look at the windows and thatched houses
Also the peacock and farmer…
Soaked, yet beautiful and pleasant
The little hopes and little drops.
Come. Be a messenger of giving.

The blue sky and blue sea
The fluffy birds and stray dogs
The fear and helplessness
Unpredictable, Unpreparedness
The little hopes & little drops.
Let all feel with warmth & Compassion

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The poet & the lover
The poems and letters
Drenched with romance
Thrilled with sensuality
The little hopes and little drops
Come. Enthrall the hearts with love & purity

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Colors of rainbow & of horizon
Smell of the sand & soil
Nature paint it well
Architect of beauty and elegance
The little hopes and little drops
Come. Let us fall for nature again and again

The thunder and dew
The dusky dawn
With the fear of darkness
Blinking eyes looking for silver lining
The little hopes and little drops
Come. Keep on pouring and let the hopes alive forever…

Happily…

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DAWN


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Photo: Ananta Prasad Location: Puri Beach

Away from the hustle bustle
Away from the worry, agonies
Away from the cages of emotions
You see at it and it shows you nothing

Things that kill you silence are silent here
Things that fills your mind are empty here
Things that makes you machine are broken here…
You try to be yourself and it makes you human.

Perhaps happiness lies in some silence
Perhaps that silence is its noise..
Perhaps the noise is your desire..
Close your eyes and feel your desires fulfilled

Think you are insane and mad..
Think you are just a soul
Think you have nothing left to loose
You are free, freedom is knocking.

Lovely is the air, the winds, the waves
Wash away things unwanted and undesired..
Embrace your imagination.. Ur fantasy..
Tell a story..
The story of life..
The story of existence..

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Photograph by : Ananta Prasad Location: Chandipur Beach

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A small September affair


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Today I feel like playing the lead in my own movie.
Credits are running and I am starting my new life..
Don’t bother putting me in your heart
Don’t wrap your arms around me, I cant stay there.
Have fun and laugh
Don’t talk so bitter

What is life anyway
A brief meeting
This how I am
This is how I have always been
I don’t look back, I refuse tears
I am stronger for my failures..

Don’t call me on your path.
My path is different
Different are my destinations
Different are my challenges
This how I am
This is how I have always been.

I can burn in darkness
I can stand in emptiness
I don’t fall
I have wings in my soul
I can go as I come
I can give up love
I have no chains on my neck..

Don’t bother putting me in your heart
Don’t wrap your arms around me, I cant stay there.
Have fun and laugh
Don’t talk so bitter.

#copied from the Movie A small September affair

Happily…

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