SangramLunar Eclipse Bandra-Worli Sea Link, Mumbai is the lifeline for many daily commuters. It is a 5.6 Km step into a better future. Photography (stack of multi image) taken in 2020 along with lunar eclipse Nikon D500 + Nikon 16-80 lens + 2 ND10 Filters f-8, SS- 1/50, ISO -500 Stack o…
7th_VerseThe sky does not stay still. Hour after hour, the stars drag their light across the dark, tracing paths too slow for the eye but too fast for the mountain to ever follow. Canon Eos RP | Canon 70-200m f2.8 RF Sikkim, India https://www.transient.xyz/nfts/ethereum/0x2c076309ff168d2c…
ArijitMondalSunsets are God's time to paint the nature New Series on Manifold that captures these creations by God 1/1 - 0.07 ETH The Bird That Chased the Sun Along the Edge of Evening Under the Storm's Shadow The Tree That Holds the Sunset The Boatman's Hour Beneath the Burning Sky https://…
7th_VerseHimalayas - it is the mightiest and the highest mountain range in the world. It is almost heaven on the face of earth. It has always fascinated me since my childhood. When I got my camera, I made a promise to capture every corner of Himalayas. Part done, but long way to go Here a…
7th_VerseFar above, the clouds part just enough. A single beam of sun slides down the mountainside and settles on the slopes, turning the dry earth to amber and gold. The light will not stay. It never does. But for now, it lands softly on the high, open country, and the whole world seems…
7th_VerseThe storm has not left. It hangs above the valley, heavy and dark, still deciding what to do with the day. But the mountain has seen a thousand storms and will see a thousand more. But for now, in this narrow window of light, the sky and the stone seem to make peace. Sony a7IV |…
7th_VerseThe mist does not fall here. It lingers , draping itself across the shoulders of the mountains like something that knows it isn't meant to stay, but isn't ready to leave either. Canon Eos RP | Canon 70-200m f2.8 RF Sikkim, India https://www.transient.xyz/nfts/ethereum/0x2c076309f…
7th_VerseThe morning is quiet, and the air is thin and blue. From the green slope, the mountains stretch away in layers, each ridge a little paler than the one before it, as if the world were slowly being erased into sky. Nothing calls from that far place. It simply waits, the way distant…