It's a funny one, this growing up thing. There are days when it plays tricks on you and laughs at you as you stumble. And then there are days when it stays with you, holds your hand as you walk the ledge, and smiles to let you know that you're doing well. I can feel myself growing up, and whilst its a tricky, prickly, poky business, I love that as I grow, and as I get to look back, further and further each time, I feel as though a fog is clearing and understanding and fate and clarity and hope are coming together to give me one hell of a view. There are things that I wish had happened, that didn't. Things that my little 2 decade old heart still aches for with a frightening fervor. Things that will happen that probably shouldn't, things that could happen that may not, and finally, things that will happen that will make me believe in magic and true love all over again. It'll be a mixed bag, but this little girl here, big-eyed and bug-eyed as she is, will try her damn hardest to kick it all in the pants.
I board the Hampi Express tonight, for three days of solitary adventuring in one of the most beautiful places in the world. Holy chapati, I am so excited. So far, this summer has taught me so much. I've been thinking a lot about what I want to do with my life, and how I can tie all the things that I love into one spectacular career/job (still thinking). I've come to realize that photography means more to me than I was giving it credit for, and that Bombay and home define me far more than I will ever be able to acknowledge. This summer has been about growing up, and finally feeling as though I know who I am, and what I stand for. It's a nice feeling, one that helps me stand up a little straighter, walk away a little stronger and wake up a little happier.
Here are a hodge podge of pictures from Bangalore, either wandering the streets of Malleshwaram, taken sneakily during the shooting of the Save the Doctor campaign, during one of my many lunches at The Yoga House or on my walks/auto rides to and from work.