Rajendra Vallury aka Chota Father

Rajendra Vallury aka Chota Father, originally uploaded by _quasi.

Music is your only friend ... until the end.

Love is never lost. It is eternal. It is the bond that binds people. We can cut loose from our end, but it still lives on, in the infinite universe. It gives company to those who keep it company.


Was that inspirational or was it the severe lack of alcohol in the past few weeks?

Photo taken at Mahabaleshwar where he threw both his phones to the other end of the room to show that nothing happens to them.

Gokak Falls

Gokak Falls

The waterfall at Gokak. From the mill side.

Hrushikesh Chavan (पिट्ट्या)

Hrushikesh Chavan (पिट्ट्या), originally uploaded by _quasi.

Experimental faces. Expressions. Kolhapur

Aditi (चिऊ)

Aditi (चिऊ), originally uploaded by _quasi.

My brother's daughter. The apple of all our eyes. My most favourite person. :)

दगडू
चीउली
माऊ

Ganesh Karazgar (गणू)

Ganesh Karazgar (गणू), originally uploaded by _quasi.

Experimental Faces. Sangli.

Chaitralee and Aditi

My Cousin's wife and daughter. Kolhapur. Faces. Expressions.

Anna (आण्णा)

My atya's father-in-law. He is a life long varkari. Now he is 94. Highly respected. Sangli. Experimental Faces

Pradeep Chavan

Pradeep Chavan, originally uploaded by _quasi.

From Kolhapur. Faces. Expressions.

"worn and leathered by untold miles,
from behind the smoke he still smiles..."

At Jotiba

At Jotiba, originally uploaded by quasi's mobile.

They use a different shade of red for the gulal here .. more like pink-red with a slight blue tinge. Surprisingly photography was not looked down here, even inside the sanctum. Most large Temples I have visited are run by a the priests. I think that is the single most negative to them. We have to please the priests, who are far from 'pure', to be able to get to the Gods.

I think the most peaceful temple is where you are the priest.

Serious Observations of a Funny World.

Waterfall at Gokak

3rd October 2009

This is a magnificent waterfall at Gokak in north Karnataka. The British built a mill on the banks of this fall. There are a couple of ancient Shiv mandirs here too. This year the waterfall is fed by the late rains.

this is another video from someone else on youtube which shows the falls in full glory.

Hariharan, In Concert.

the stage


At the Bandra Fest last week. I loved the performance. He is amazing. Chota (Raju) was on stage, with the guitar. Me, Percy, Nipra, Shot, Tyo and Trupti went over to watch. It was good fun.



Hariji on the large screen

Storm System over Satara

Storm System over Satara, originally uploaded by _quasi.

This year (2009) we are experiencing a very late monsoon system which has put large parts of central India into a flood situation. This is over Satara clicked on the 29th September. We were on the way from Pune to Kolhapur. We encountered very heavy rain, thunder and lightening for more than a 100km from Satara till Kolhapur.

Rhymes of old.

Anonymous him (Himanshu Mhatre) said...

For long he calls himself a creep,
And in the shadows of the moon he is found asleep.

And when he does not tend to his freaks,
He adorns the cloak of the geeks.

In the faint trail of smoke that leaves his breath,
Speaks of he of lost love and death.

But with all due respects 'onorable sire,
Your condition is far away from dire.

11:52 PM, March 26, 2006


Blogger quasi said...

they call me bad
they call me mad
then they call me a freak
and then a geek

I dont even know
what I seek
(and for that matter)
what I speak

stink of smoke
and of beer I reek
am the old poke
with all the cheek

there is method in the madness
(mind you)
and rhyme in the sadness
(find you)

But to this I will agree
O great One so free,
my condition is indeed far from dire
am just waiting for some baby to light my fire !!

hehe

1:15 AM, March 27, 2006


Anonymous him (Himanshu Mhatre) said...

And together we all burst hehehe,
but underneath the laughter you hear the wind say.
Its time my lad to move on, to make a new way,
For forever, these clouds of darkness cannot stay.

And like all other clouds they aren't our resident way,
And from turf to turf they will have to sway.
And it is time for our laughter to have its way,
as with its tremors the clouds burst, giving way to a brand new day.

6:27 PM, March 27, 2006


Seen in the comments on an entry posted by quasi at 23:12 on 24-Mar-2006

Karela Fry Solapuri

Thin slices of Karela

You need:
4-6 tender karela's.
3-4 large onions, finely cut
kothimbir, lots
fresh scraped khobra of half a coconut
3-4 kokam pieces
Kala Tikhat (mixture of khada masala, garlic etc)


Scrape off lightly parts of the rough green outer covering
Cut thin slices, remove larger and harder seeds
Rub lots of (2-4 teaspoonfuls) salt on all the slices and leave for 30 minutes
Wash thoroughly 2-4 times, lightly squeezing the slices intermittently
Heat a largish quantity of oil, enough to fry/cook all the slices
Squeeze the water out of the slices and fry in oil on low-medium flame till they have reduced in sized and have become somewhat crispy.
get them out of the oil squeezing as much of the oil out as possible
add haldi and onions to remaining oil. add salt and cook till onions are pink
add the kala tikhat and the kokam and further cook till oil starts separating
Add the fried karela slices and cook on low flame till in reduces significantly in volume.
Add a little bit (1/2 - 1 teaspoon) of sugar, kothimbir and the coconut and cook for 2-4 minutes till all mixed.


nipra : 8/10
percy : 7.5/10
q : 8.5/10

I give it more because it was almost as good as what my mom makes. :) and it was a _lot_ of work.

Storm Clouds over Mumbai

clouds, originally uploaded by acharekar.

Photo clicked by Percy with the old Minolta S414. I wish I could have clicked it - in fact I ran and assembled my camera .. and clicked too .. only to find that my CF card is with a friend who had borrowed it recently for a Ladak trip. :(

But at least I got to work on the photos. This one is my edit.