Roar

Rain

Fruits

Neighbourhood

Lately however I have developed a fondness towards old houses, architecture and cultural heritage. Just that, I don't know why!

Life

 

This is my view towards the activities of man

Trial

Alley

It was a sunday. I was returning home after a long, tiresome journey. My legs were aching and eyes were drooping. All I wanted was stretch myself somewhere. But there's no option other than to reach home and use my own bed. Suddenly the policeman on duty at the bus station told me that the bus I was waiting for was not running that day and the next bus to my place was after one and a quarter hour later. I wasn't surprised at all. It happens to me all the time. So I found a place to sit down as my legs were aching bad enough to stand. But I had to spend that much time there. Then it occurred to me why should not I draw something. Luckily I had the supplies with me. This was the alley I was sitting opposite to. It was the first time I was doing some real-time drawing. So this is it.