
... to the slaughter! basavaiah of basavanagudi and his beloved beti.

above, the modest homes in urgus. each year when winter sets in, the handful of residents in the hamlet, shut themselves in and wait out the season. we imagined ourselves locked in for a good five months with nothing to do and found the proposition altogether agreeable. we were also able to arrive on a consensus for the list of things we must have in such a scenario - giant screen tv, playstation, fast internet connection and of course lots of good food and alcohol.

well, some good folks decided that the inane disconnected drivel i put up here was worth paying for! and commissioned me! wah wah. click here for the full photo essay i did for Janaagraha, a bangalore-based org. and keep coming back for more.

tere ghar mein bartan shartan manjhti hun main brabar
tu kabhi to mere dil ke ghar mein pochha kar diya kar
god! she thinks she's hot like rekha
maybe but she's not my flavour
loving her is too much labour labour labour
how can i start her hip hopper
she's my bai just a part time naukar
