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Taken at the Vishnu temple, Gaya, Bihar

Taken at a byepassing village near Gaya, Bihar

  

"algo cerca de aqui, te sorprende kokomo

la tierra del amor, que su moneda es la flor

un pais tropical donde la piel se arrastra en el sol

entre espuma y el mar, tu y yo enamorandonos en kokomo"

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Kokomo { Spanish } - Beach Boys (1988)

Taken at the streets of Gaya...

 

Back from an amazing trip with friends and mentors...

 

Covered Kolkata, varanasi, Gaya, Varanasi and kolkata :-)

 

More details later.... Will catchup soon... lot of backlog.....

 

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Old plates, bowls, jars and brass urns. Also for sale are gamelans (bossed or nipple gongs) and krisses. Photographed at the Sunday market, Gaya Street, Kota Kinabalu.

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Chapter 12

It was another late night pouring over images; deleting, cataloging, organizing, choosing submissions - 'the workflow'. I hate the workflow. It was 3 am and I'd been fighting to stay awake for a while now. I was about to call it quits for the night, when I heard a soft melody drifting, somewhere in the background. From the flat next-door? And a faint yet pugnent smell of... what was that?... incense? massage oil and sweat?? Perfume?

Then... over my shoulder, the sound of a whisper I couldn't make out. I turned. "Sally! What... how did... what happened to you? Where were you..."

"You know", she said. It was her voice, but with an eerie, far away tone I'd never heard before. "I've been here" she continued, "right here".

"What... what do you mean? I... I don't understand" I stammered.

"Silly, silly, boy" she giggled. "I'm not real" she said. "You know that, right?"

"But... but I... we... our photos... our sessions..." my head began to spin.

"Il-eona!" she replied.

"What? I... "

"Il-eona... iliwa. Weikeu... weiku. Dangis-i gaya" I heard her say, her voice changing to a slightly higher pitch, and taking on a hypnotic, melodic twang"

"I don't und..." I said, as the music grew louder and louder - drowning out my voice... my thoughts. The music. An oddly familiar tune. Where had I heard it before??

 

Chapter 13

My head still spinning, I closed my eyes tightly. The music... the sounds and smells... so familiar. But how?

And where was I? I was in my flat, looking through shots from earlier in the week... wasn’t I?? I felt a hand on my upper arm... a gentle shake and “Weikeueob! Wake up!” in that same musical, hypnotic, woman’s voice. And in a short, curt but sweet broken English “time to go now.”

I opened my eyes and tried to focus them in the smokey, dimly lit room. There - my clothes, lying crumpled in the corner. A snuffed out candle, burnt low. A tattered, heavy, velvety-red curtain covering a small window, hazy wisps of light peaking around the edges to bathe the dusty air. A table cluttered with incense, an empty absinthe bottle, oils, small drinking glasses one of them stained with lip stick, some scattered powders and substances I didn’t recognize, a thin red veil covering jars of some mysterious, exotic substances. A ledge with a small lamp, a crystal vase and some ornaments and knickknacks... a few Halloween decorations scattered throughout. I looked up, into the beautifully large, dark eyes or the oriental-looking girl standing over me. “S... Sally?” I said, in my confusion. “Yes, me Sally” she said, showing her smile. “We have fun, but you... too much. Too much fun - no good. Too much no good. You understand? Only little fun.” she said, gesturing with her thumb and forefinger. “Umm... I...” was all I managed, grasping to make sense of something that, at least to me, made none at all. Remember, I told myself. Remember. I closed my eyes again trying to remember and relive, to make sense of the past days.

 

When I opened my eyes again I was someplace different. A bed. Crisp white sheets. Everything is so white. There’s something...in my arm. An I.V. A hospital. I’m in a hospital bed. There’s a voice “Doctor - come quick. He’s conscious”. A tall, thin man rushed into the room, dressed all in white. “I... where am I?” I ask. “You’re at College Hospital” he said. “Can you tell us what happened to you? Some passer-byes found you, in the streets, delirious, wearing clothes obviously not yours. They brought you here. Do you remember anything? Anything at all??”

 

Remember. “Sally” I said softly. “Sally” I whispered, as I closed my eyes... for the last time.

 

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First - apologies. I started this as a 365. But when I added the story, it began to write itself... including the ending. Thanks to those who took the time to view the images and read the text.

The story is a tribute to 2 great creative artists: Tim Burton and Edgar Allan Poe.

 

In the spirit of Halloween, and if you have time, I hope you’ll watch a Tim Burton movie and get lost in his magical world of crazy but relate-able characters. Or that you’ll read a story from the genius imagination of Poe, or read about his mysterious death (of which the ending of this series is based).

 

Edgar Allen Poe died this month (October 7th) in 1849. He was found delirious in the streets of Baltimore, taken to hospital, and never regained coherency (or perhaps only briefly) before his death. How he spent his last five days, how he came to be in such a state, why he wasn’t wearing his own clothes, his cryptic calling out for “Reynolds” during the night, and even the cause of his death, remains a mystery and source of much speculation and theory, even to this day.

 

******* Happy Halloween everyone! *********

 

P.S. - sorry for running behind (it’s been a busy time, and a challenge just to get the daily image posted). I will catch up viewing everyone photos and comments soon!

At the Sunday market, Gaya Street, Kota Kinabalu.

 

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Sunday market at Gaya Street, Kota Kinabalu.

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Photographed with cellphone Sony Ericsson P1i, post-processed.

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want to be rich, get this and place in front of your office door or house. Its is supposed to draw wealth.

Clarke Quay

 

Location : Singapore Clarke Quay (Singapore River) .. ...

Camera use : Canon EOS 5D Mark2 ..

Lens use : Canon Ef 24-105mm F4L Lens

 

Technical Details n Story line:- Non HDR , Image suitable for website usage only

 

Location : Singapore Clarke Quay (Singapore River) .. ...

Camera use : Canon EOS 5D Mark2 ..

Lens use : Canon Ef 24-105mm F4L Lens

 

Technical Details n Story line:- Non HDR , Manual hand stitch with 2 single exposure into a Super Large 7488x3744 Panorama View

River of Lights"

 

Clarke Quay is a historical riverside quay in Singapore, located within the Singapore River Planning Area. The quay is situated upstream from the mouth of the Singapore River and Boat Quay.

 

Clarke Quay was named after Sir Andrew Clarke, Singapore's second Governor and Governor of the Straits Settlements from 1873 to 1875, who played a key role in positioning Singapore as the main port for the Malay states of Perak, Selangor and Sungei Ujong.

 

Clarke Quay is also the name of a road along the quay, part of which has since been converted into a pedestrian mall. Clarke Street, located next to Clarke Quay, was officially named in 1896, and was originally two streets known simply as East Street and West Street in north Kampong Malacca. Similar to Clarke Quay, Clarke Street has since been converted into a pedestrian mall.

 

Presently, five blocks of restored warehouses house various restaurants and nightclubs. There are also moored Chinese junks (tongkangs) that have been refurbished into floating pubs and restaurants. The Cannery is one of the anchor tenants of the place. With over 5 different concepts in one block, you'll be spoilt for options. Another anchor tenant, The Arena, will be home to Singapore's First Permanent Illusion Show (starting Aug 2008) starring J C Sum and 'Magic Babe' Ning.[1] The G-MAX reverse bungee, the first in Singapore, is located at the entrance which opened in November 2003. Notable restaurants and nightclubs include Hooters and Indochine. River cruises and river taxies on the Singapore River can be accessed from Clarke Quay. One of its most popular attractions is its exciting host of CQ's signature events happening once every quarter.

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It had been a disappointing weeks that Singapore entire sky was cover by thick burning particle due to neighborhood country, Indonesia, typical seasonal burning of crop during this haze period again. Weather turn complete gloomy in the late evening, cityscape was barely beyond good visibility, really feel sorry for sightseeing tourist. As a matter of fact, experience n enthusiast photographer prefer to stayput at their forbidden city . it simply pointless to carry your shooting gear for an photo-shot outing with a dull, boring n zero-contrasty scenery, indeed very unencouraging sight to no surprise. What missing with all great consistency excercise campaign done for the Global warming prevention effort to care for our sick earth" Gaya" ? Such a shame that Indonesian really need to answer for a reasonable humanity responsibility for such unconcern negligence practice year after year to their neighboring country. A real wake up call for people to people n nation to nation .

  

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Albrecht Dürer, geboren 21. Mai 1471 ; † 6. April 1528.

Maler, Grafiker, Mathematiker und Kunsttheoretiker.

Mit seinen Gemälden, Zeichnungen, Kupferstichen und Holzschnitten zählt er zu den herausragenden Vertretern der Renaissance.

Er war einer der Berühmtesten, wenn nicht der Berühmteste Sohn Nürnbergs.

 

Albrecht Dürer was born May 21, 1471; † 6 April 1528.

Painter, printmaker, mathematician and art theorist.

With his paintings, drawings, engravings and woodcuts, he is one of the outstanding representatives of the Renaissance.

He was one of the most if not the most famous son of Nuremberg.

 

Bayern (Bavaria) - Deutschland (Germany)

Nürnberg (Nuremberg)

August 2015

  

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A trip out into the city of Kota Kinabalu today, to stock up at the supermarket.

As it's Ramadan, our usual restaurant we go to for lunch is closed, so we decided to check out this place instead (for anyone interested, it was Wiya Chicken Rice on Gaya Street).

The dish, nasi ayam (literally: 'rice chicken') is a very common dish out here, but the quality varies from place to place. The one we had a couple of weeks ago was not-so-good, but this one was delicious and I just *loved* the pyramid of rice! Usually places give you rice in a upside-down-bowl shape, so I was very impressed with the little pyramid!

So here's my picture of our meal, to celebrate the awesomeness of this little plate of rice :)

A tourist in the morning sun and weaving his way through the crowd. Photographed at the Sunday market, Gaya Street, Kota Kinabalu.

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Kitty attracting a lot of attention and affection at a pet stall. Photographed at the Sunday Market, Gaya Street, Kota Kinabalu.

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Natasha @BB Cafe, Gaya Street.

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Dragon dancing for Chinese new year at Gaya Street

Natasha @ BB Cafe, Gaya Street, Kota Kinabalu.

 

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And also ornaments

This kitten liked to pose. His was just a whisker from my lens (wide angle macro). I can't remember what breed he is. The seller did say, but I forgot. It may look sad, but this is not a sad kitten. He was prancing around and jumping onto a shelf near the top of the cage.

 

I like the way he looked into the lens. I would have bought him if not for the price. (RM580 to RM1,000 each, US$1=RM3.50). But one thing is for sure, I won't find him there next week. They are very popular, the puppies too!!! I hope his new owner likes to take photos.

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Photographed at the Sunday market, Gaya Street, Kota Kinabalu. Crowded at this stall (in the shade of the canopy top), I was on my knees to take the shot, and still not low enough to have a good view through the finder. {ISO 640 f/8.0 1/100s. PP}

Face in the crowd. Photographed at the Sunday market, Gaya Street, Kota Kinabalu.

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Gaya Street, Kota Kinabalu. MY

Blind musicians at the Sunday market, Gaya Street, Kota Kinabalu. Raw and talented. One singer and two guitarists. They are brought to the market every weekend and are stationed near the Jesselton Hotel.

 

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**31st August is also Malaysia's Independence Day. {Wikipedia}

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**Thanks to DEGCT , for introduction to the song. Please don't pass me by {pt I} .. Leonard Cohen.

 

A pretty hat for Sister. There are only a few types of people wearing hats in the city. Most of them are tourists, some are people from other towns, some are those who seldom come out to the city. (Not counting the construction workers, gardeners and others who work under the hot sun. Golfers are a separate breed.). However, caps and sunglasses are popular, even at night. I am too unfashionable to understand why they are needed at night.

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Summertime in Venice Connie Francis.

Inspired by CSI Miami colours.

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This miniature rooster was popular among the visitors at the Gaya Street Sunday market. I am not sure if he is a potential meal or a pet.

 

Blogged: Kota Kinabalu, People and Places, Street Photography.

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Morning at the Gaya Street Sunday Market.

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Nani @ BB Cafe, Gaya Street, Kota Kinabalu.

 

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♪♫♪ Oye como va ♪♫♪.. Santana, Live by request.

Ma'am shops for batik. Photographed at the Sunday market, Gaya Street, Kota Kinabalu.

 

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Gaya Street set.

Santa Coloma de Queralt, Tarragona (Spain).

 

1ª Sortida enfoca: Guimerà-Conesa (gener 2009).

 

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En Conesa nos despedimos todos y cada uno volvió a su casa. En el camino de regreso a mi casa pasé por este pueblo y decidir pararme un rato a conocerlo y sacar algunas fotos, que aunque no pertenezcan a la salida oficial, para mí es como si lo fueran.

 

ENGLISH

Santa Coloma de Queralt is a municipality in the comarca of the Conca de Barberà in Catalonia, Spain. It is situated in the north-east of the comarca. The four medieval gateways to the old town have been preserved. The gothic church of Santa Coloma dates from the fourteenth century.

 

There are settlements nearby to the town that they date of the Neolithic, but the first center of population of Santa Coloma is Iberian.

 

The first document that makes reference to the population of "Sancta Columba" it dates from 976 and places it in the territory of the "marca, in front of the limits of Spain", that is, land of border between the Christian and the Muslim Catalonia.

 

Almost during a thousand years Santa Coloma was the parental home of the barony of the Queralt, one of the feudal families more powerful of Middle Ages, firm allied of the count of Barcelona. Of this period are the main monuments: part of the castle, the wall (of which four portals stay), Jewish Jewry, parish church... The Jewish community, represented an important percentage of the population. The Jews dedicated themselves to commercial activities and were never an object of persecution.

 

During 16 and 17th centuries the castle went being to stately residence and was modified with Baroque and Renaissance styles.

 

In the national wars of the 17 and 18th centuries Santa Coloma believer to the Catalan institutions always stayed. During the War of the Reapers (Segadors), the town declared "enemy of the homeland" the count of Santa Coloma and viceroy of Catalonia Dalmau III of Queralt. Afterwards it put itself under the protection of the king of France and renounced to name Queralt to be called Santa Coloma "the Royal".

In the War of Succession, the town declared adherent to archduke Charles of Austria and collaborated in the fight against the Franco-Castilian troops of Philip V. After the defeat of 1714 and during all the 18th century, the town experienced a strong growth of the population, who provoked the disappearance of the walls on building the outskirts. Today some towers are visible still and they subtract four portals intact.

 

In the 19th century and until mid 20th the textile industry supposed an important economic growth and demographic of the population, which increased in more than a thousand inhabitants and arrived at its historical maximum of 3.500 inhabitants in 1932. During the war of 1936-1939, the town changed its historical name for that of Segarra de Gaià.

 

Source: www.stacqueralt.altanet.org/municipi/descripcioihistoria.php

 

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CASTELLANO

Santa Coloma de Queralt, es un municipio español, situado en la provincia de Tarragona (Cataluña), en la comarca de la Conca de Barberá, a la derecha del río Gayá, protegido por la sierra de Aguiló (811 m) y del Codony (789 m). Tiene diversos torrentes, que son los que surten de agua al término.

 

El municipio tiene su origen en la primitiva iglesia dedicada a Santa Coloma, perteneciente al castillo de Queralt. Este edificio aparece documentado en 976 cuando fue adquirido por el vizconde Guitard. Fue el primer centro de la baronía de Queralt. La primera denominación de la villa fue la de Santa Coloma Samora. Durante el siglo XIII aparece citada como Samarca o de la Marca aunque el término de Queralt ya aparece en algunos dodumentos.

 

Entre el siglo XIII y 1492 tuvo una importante comunidad judía de la que aún se conservan algunas calles.

 

Durante la Guerra de los Segadores, el pueblo apoyó a la Generalidad. El rey Luis XIV le concedió a Santa Coloma el título de "villa real" y abolió la señoría. Al finalizar la guerra, el pueblo volvió a quedar en manos de la familia Queralt.

 

De su población medieval se conserva parte de la muralla y las puertas de Cervera, del Martí, de Santa María y de Santa Coloma. En 1294 había tres puertas que se ampliaron a seis en el año 1471.La baronía de Queralt perteneció a los señores de Gurb hasta el 1213 que vendieron el término a los Timor, que se quedaron con el nombre de Queralt para fundar un linaje.

 

El castillo de Queralt en el siglo X pertenecía a los señores de Barcelona, durante los siglos XI -XIII al condado de Osona-Manresa.

 

La iglesia parroquial esta dedicada a Santa Maria (siglo XIV). Es de estilo gótico. Aunque su construcción se inició en 1331 no fue culminada hasta 1587. En su interior se encuentra un retablo de alabastro dedicado a San Lorenzo, del año 1386 realizado por el escultor Jordi de Déu. Tiene un alto campanario cuadrado del siglo XVII.

 

Más info: es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colom%c3%adn

Day 08 (29.12.2010)

Gaya, Bihar, India

 

Snake charming is the practice of pretending to hypnotize a snake by playing an instrument called pungi or bansuri. A typical performance may also include handling the snakes or performing other seemingly dangerous acts, as well as other street performance staples, like juggling and sleight of hand. The practice is most common in India, though other Asian nations such as Pakistan, Bangladesh, Sri Lanka, Thailand, and Malaysia are also home to performers, as are the North African countries of Egypt, Morocco and Tunisia.

 

Python molurus is a large nonvenomous python species found in many tropic and subtropic areas of the Indian Subcontinent and Southeast Asia. It is known by the common names Indian python, black-tailed python and Indian rock python. The species is limited to Southern Asia. It is generally lighter colored than the Burmese python and reaches usually 3 metres (9.8 ft).

 

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