Up the Faraway tree.

Everybody has a secret world inside of them.

All of the people in the whole world. I mean everybody.

No matter how dull and boring they might seem to be on the outside.

Inside of them they've all got unimaginable, magnificent,wonderful and stupid worlds.

Not just one world, hundreds of them.

Maybe thousands.

- Neil Gaiman

Truer words and all that. I, for one have atleast a billion worlds inside of me. Some where I am a princess, some where a fashion model. They often change and grow and are sometimes discarded for newer worlds, fancier worlds. But somewhere within me, in my unconscious, they stay. I never really forget them. I think they help me grow, to introspect. To visualise where I see myself. To realize what I see myself as. These worlds are my aspirations, they exist not only in fantasy land but in a parallel reality. And whenever life gets a wee bit dull and stagnant, I delve into those faraway lands. To seek courage.

So, what are your worlds? What to do they signify to you?

Aren't these pictures very pretty? From Diite Isager, Andrea Klarin and Google Images.

Talent, that runs deep.

Okay, so apparently there are photographers and then there is Annie Leibovitz. A friend of mine is studying photography and art and can't seem to have enough words for her. Very uncharacteristic.

But then she dropped the magic words, Disney, Football players, and Fashion magazines.

And really, which girl could have resisted? She is a portrait photographer, and has done some fabulous work with Disney. Really, when I see talent like this, I feel proud, and worthless all at the same time.

"Where every Cinderella story comes true"

Scarlett Johansson as Cinderella

"Where your every wish is our command"

Whoopie Goldberg as Genie.

"Where a whole new world awaits"

Jennifer Lopez as Jasmine, Marc Anthony as Alladin.

"Where wonderland is your destiny"

Beyonce as Alice, Lyle Lovett as March Hare, Oliver Pratt as Mad Hatter

"Where you are the fairest of them all"

Rachel Wiesz as Snow White

Lord, have some mercy! Okay, so it was because of Ronaldo that I chose this picture. But that doesn't mean that the photograph is not amazing. And look at that woman gaping, who can blame her?

There ought to be a law against this kind of heat radiation. Surely it's resulting in Global Warming.

No, surprises that Kaka, with the most clothes on still looks the hottest. Oh, the perks of being a talented fashion photographer.

I have always thought that it's not merely the talent that makes you good behind the lens. Its a lot about your thought process, your creativity, and doesn't this picture just prove that to be correct?Penguins, with a group of Men in tux. And making that look not only good, but logical, plausible, is surely a talent in itself

Pretty women made to look even prettier, make for a pretty picture.

Not to mention, the pretty dresses.

If ever the Queen, can be made to look more regal, yet humbling, this is surely it. Fairytale Royalty.

Weather she's making fairytale campaigns, photographing half nude football players or the royalty itself, her work is not merely a picture. Not just a click of a button. Her work is a piece of art. There is a depth in it, humanity in it, yet its larger than life. I bow to thee, Annie Leibovitz.

All things Valentino

Rosso Valentino. How can such bright, fiery red be made up yellow? Surprising, this.
My preference bends towards the fuchsia's. I have a thing for satin, and satin in stilettos just notches up the sexy quotient.

The pink clutch, very sophisticated and elegant. No?

Love the dresses, not so much the model.

Angela Lindvall, supermodel. I think she is one of the rare supermodels, I find pretty.Very defined features. I like sharp, stand alone features, which would look good in any face, any shape. She possesses that. And, especially her cheekbones! Love them. She, along with a windblown lavender, make an immensely pretty picture.

Along with Isabella Orsini. I love these two shades of blue, midnight and royal, right? And their expressions. Give so much away, yet so little.

Well it could be Angela, or this could be the magic of Peter Lindbergh

I love how he has broken the monotony of black and white, by black and white itself. I saw some of his other work at his website, and it surely calls for a post of its own!

Love, love, love the red dress! Whatever their red is made up, nobody makes red like Valentino. Or shall I say, made. Quite depressing. Why did they have to omit out the rosso to revamp the brand.

As a fanatic for the brand and Valentino Garavani, I am sure I'll love the movie. The movie apparently captures the madness of the fashion world, the designer's iconic wit, humor and relationship with business partner and life long companion, Giamatti. (Who, according to a tabloid, is truly the yin to his yang)

Valentino : The Last Emperor. Flanked by gorgeous models, sporting, not surprisingly the iconic Valentino red.

The 2010 adverts.I like black and white fashion photography, but somehow I prefer the previous Valentino, colourful vibrant advertisements.

Not a scarf person, but this one is exceptionally pretty. And the shades are nice,too.

One day, I shall do I/O for this haute couture brand. No harm in dreaming a little dream!

May you know peace.

Seen, The Prince and Me? Julia Stiles and Luke Mably? Well, if you have , you would have certainly not missed the huge map Stiles has up in her room, in which she has marked the places she wants to go to, to help restore proper medical conditions. I have a similar map in my room, Only its not for medical practice, and nor is it so huge. Nevertheless, it serves the purpose. I have marked all the places I've been to , and all the ones I want to be to. But, more about this later.
Anyhow, one of the first places which I had marked was Jammu and Kashmir, India.
My parents went honeymooning there and my home was adorned with pictures of Pahalgam, Srinagar, Dal lake. And infact still is, though not as much. Before I discovered Paris (virtually)I always thought J&K to be the paradise of the romantics. And how can it not be so? Such beauty on Earth, such pure virginal beauty, at a place not so out of the reach for me, and yet there is a shrill of terror everytime I mention wanting to visit. It is disheartening, how two nations can make a piece of land an ego issue. Forgive me for seeing it as anything more. Its certainly not a religious one, because I refuse to see how any God could ask for millions of innocent lives, and still fit deem to be worshipped. Besides, the population of Kashmir also has a good amount of Hindu citizens. It is not even a political one, because the decision regarding Kashmir was taken a good 63 years back, and there are papers to prove it. Somewhere, Raja Hari Singh is rolling in his grave, but while I agree he could have annexed India earlier, this fight is certainly not because of him. It is because of people who are too numbskulled, incompetent to comprehend the legality of a situation. And when logic, innocent lives, legal documents hold no weightage, you can be sure that its nothing but an ego battle. Because one has wasted a number of years( not to mention, billions of lives, energy and state finances) it would be fruitless to now withdraw, so why not continue wasting more of what has already been wasted, and fight a losing battle. ( You might notice the emphasis on the word waste.) And no, I do not direct this to Pakistan. I direct it equally to both the countries. I do not know who is more at fault, but I do know who is not at fault. The Kashmiri's. the breathtaking land.
Can you imagine living every single day in fear?Living in the heart of such God blessed beauty, yet not having the right to live whole heartedly, without inhibitions, as you and me do?Being fearful not of only the neighbouring country, but also of your own soldiers, your own government, who take a solemn oath in front of Country and God to protect you. The soldiers, who get the most honourable funeral there is, who are revered in the eyes and hearts of every citizen, what do they do? Not be on a constant lookout for danger, not safeguard the country, but brutally rape the women and children of Kashmir. Rape her of her self respect, rape her of the hopes of ever having a fearless life. I would not wish this fear on anybody, and yet some people have only known this fear.
I can only hope that someday this land and all of its beautiful people may know peace. And that someday soon, I can visit.

Don't these photographs look more like a job of photo shop than real natural landscape? I don't know, yet.

Nature in all its glory.

I came upon a photo blog today, correction, a brilliant photo blog. Boris Photoblog. And basically got really inspired and thought of posting some pictures I had clicked. They are not brilliant, but just. I love Photography and think its a highly brilliant skill to possess, and I guess I am quite okay at it, but just not some wizard behind the lenses, None the less, the pictures :

We share a funny relationship, Rain and I.

Strange how water too, can colour my moods. What a crazy kid am I.

I like lilac, especially in nature.

The solitary. Or so I like to call it.