Mumbai has mechanical, steel, metal, regular, boring life.....waits for rain every year. This year it came but stay half hearted. Still it had its magic hand touching Mumbai and surrounding to change them. to change them like how a caterpillar changes to a butterfly. How a canvas changes to a painting. I wanted to show those colours of rain to our daughter. Our family friend Sumana/Sumitro and Anurag (their son) got us a chance. they came seeing us and came along with two room booked for a Saturday night in MTDC-Matheran. Here are some photos depicting Matheran the way I want to remember. Matheran of rain, droplets, pure colours, fresh air, Red earth and deep Green leaves. Mountain with fabulous Parrot Green grasses. I took first shot hear looking towards the train face to face, realized that there is a rickshaw going side by side. Instantaneously shoot it.
For us who walk life with photons and frames and compositions....and creativity.