The Dusty Mic Chronicles

A new adventure one year after Nandi Hills.On the anniversary of our small adventure at the Nandi Hills, the five of us embarked on one more adventure. Our classmates, impressed by our maiden venture to the Nandi Hills, decided they wished to accompany us on weekend journeys. These trips included women, and gained a corporate flavor, with vehicle and hotel reservations made in advance. The organizers planned everything: seating arrangements in the tempo, room allocation, meal planning, and the

My start on the streetWhen I started photography on the street, I hid behind poles, traffic lights and anything I found. If nothing was available, I leaned against a wall, zoomed in close and pressed the shutter button. I looked away if someone noticed me with my camera and caught me shooting them.One word described me. Shifty. Yes, I was a sneaky photographer, keen to put a great distance between myself and the people on the street. I was proud of the space between us, believing this behaviour made