Jan 21, 2014

The Fog at Bharatpur

Unknown to us, during the night, it had descended, like a cat & sat on its haunches silently, looking over the city - just the way Carl Sandburg described it in his poem Fog. Seeing the vista outside my bedroom window, today morning, my mind wandered back to my recent yayawari which had taken us to the ravines and grasslands of Rajasthan.

For three days, despite the weather forecast, we have had a good run with winter. Sun had been more than kind enough - giving us much needed warmth in the freezing cold as well as ensuring superb visibility for us to capture wildlife images. 

The evening on the third day sounded the first discordant note, with fog moving in - slowly but steadily like the proverbial tortoise, seeping through the leaves and grass-blades all around. The morning after had obliterated the vibrancy - and left behind were Black, White and Gray - making me understand what the Britishers meant with the phrase - Pea-Soup Thick fog. 

The ambiance was ominous - perfect for a spine chilling mystery - and yes, I am sure about it, because despite six layers of warm clothes, the chill had managed to infiltrate right into my spine. In the initial days of my hobby, a fog like this would have made me stay put indoor, in a sulky mood,  just like a child, eagerly awaiting the Santa Clause, only to be told that Santa has decided to skip his house this Christmas. 

Not any more! Now the fog was adding another interesting dimension to our trip, enticing us to step out to seek and experience the mysteries of nature. While everything looked & stood still, dew glistening on the spiderwebs, everything was seeming to be appearing & dissolving into the mist - creating an image from the magical realm. To my mind came the very philosophical and popular ghazal by Sahir Ludhianawi, a Bollywood classic from yore.

The ghazal was an inspiration enough for me to use the opportunity and make an effort to capture the beauty of a very-very gray wilderness of Bharatpur, that morning.


While above was one image from that foggy morning at the Keoladeo Ghana National Park of Bharatpur, a few more captures accompanying those famous verse of Sahir can be seen on the following link:

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