The simplicity of their lives and complexity of Hampi’s architecture have managed to make a million numbers of frames in my mind. Farmers ploughing gold in their fields, birds flying to kiss the sky; coracle riding to cross the river or water sprinkled by baby elephant as it got ready for its evening rituals of worship; such an ambience makes Hampi a visual treat. And the ruins of Hampi are a testimony to its prosperity and culture. I wish for another trip to revive those beautiful memories.
The thing between you and me
Master and his baby Elephant, Hampi Karnataka
A coracle boat house?
In the spirit of festival season, women worshiping in a group
Shadow of ‘Mandap’ falls on rock just before sunset fused with its golden colour, Hamoi, Karnataka
The beautiful shapes and arrangements of Rocks
Few rocks conquered by Paul and Harry
A different perspective!
A pair of jute sleepers
Modernization has changed the clay pots to unbreakable plastic, but the method is still same.
A cup of tea with local ladies, they are very chatty indeed!