Sharmad Kuvelkar Photography

[HDR] Supermoon

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Thu, 10 May 2012 10:38:00 +0000

"My words of despair"

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Fri, 16 Mar 2012 04:00:00 +0000

Caption by: Raj Kunkolienkar

"Locked into the blue"

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Fri, 16 Mar 2012 03:58:00 +0000

Caption by: Raj Kunkolienkar

"Love has its own instinct, finding the way to the heart, as the feeblest insect finds the way to its flower, with a will which nothing can dismay nor turn aside."

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Thu, 08 Mar 2012 12:47:00 +0000

"Like every tree stands on its own Reaching for the sky I stand alone I share my world with no one else All by myself I stand alone"

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Wed, 07 Mar 2012 11:17:00 +0000

"The beauty wears topaz"

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Wed, 07 Mar 2012 09:13:00 +0000

Caption by: Raj Kunkolienkar

“The road to heaven lies as near by water as by land.”

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Mon, 05 Mar 2012 09:56:00 +0000

“Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.”

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Sun, 04 Mar 2012 08:45:00 +0000

"Sunny Blooms"

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Sun, 04 Mar 2012 08:38:00 +0000

"Withered"

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Sun, 04 Mar 2012 08:37:00 +0000

“The very pink of perfection.”

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Sat, 03 Mar 2012 05:47:00 +0000

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"There is no doubt that creativity is the most important human resource of all. Without creativity, there would be no progress, and we would be forever repeating the same patterns."

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Fri, 02 Mar 2012 16:20:00 +0000

"Love is like a butterfly, it goes where it pleases and it pleases wherever it goes. Love is like a butterfly, hold it too tight, it'll crush. Hold it too loose, it'll fly."

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Thu, 01 Mar 2012 15:23:00 +0000

"It takes hands to build a house, but only hearts can build a home."

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Wed, 29 Feb 2012 15:33:00 +0000

"Flowers are the music of the ground, from earth's lips spoken without sound."

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Mon, 27 Feb 2012 14:01:00 +0000

“So fine was the morning except for a streak of wind here and there that the sea and sky looked all one fabric, as if sails were stuck high up in the sky, or the clouds had dropped down into the sea.”

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Mon, 27 Feb 2012 07:31:00 +0000

" I find myself at the extremity of a long beach. How gladly does the spirit leap forth, and suddenly enlarge its sense of being to the full extent of the broad, blue, sunny deep! A greeting and a homage to the Sea! I descend over its margin, and dip my hand into the wave that meets me, and bathe my brow. That far-resounding roar is the Ocean's voice of welcome. His salt breath brings a blessing along with it."

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Sun, 26 Feb 2012 04:39:00 +0000

"Sometimes I get up very early in the morning and enjoy a quiet house and cup of tea before the craziness begins. Other times, I'll take a quick walk on the beach. You can find peace in a few minutes."

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Sun, 26 Feb 2012 04:33:00 +0000

[HDR] “The remarkable thing is that it is the crowded life that is most easily remembered. A life full of turns, achievements, disappointments, surprises, and crises is a life full of landmarks. The empty life has even its few details blurred, and cannot be remembered with certainty.”

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Sun, 26 Feb 2012 04:29:00 +0000

[HDR] “Progress, under whose feet the grass mourns and the forest turns into paper from which newspaper plants grow, has subordinated the purpose of life to the means of subsistence and turned us into the nuts and bolts for our tools”

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Sun, 26 Feb 2012 03:48:00 +0000

"Every time you wake up and ask yourself, What good things am I going to do today?, remember that when the sun goes down at sunset, it will take a part of your life with it."

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Sun, 26 Feb 2012 03:41:00 +0000

[HDR] "O my finest creation how I wish to put my arms around you but you would not let me to. The more I try to transform your attitude and thoughts with my unconditional love, the more you develop your rebellious nature against me. You pain me with your wrong doings but yet my heart never ceases to burn itself for you, so that one day you too may realise and be with me."

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Sat, 11 Feb 2012 08:36:00 +0000

Model: Erin Viegas

Caption: Royston Braganza

"O mighty and powerful heavens how I yearn to reach you. The higher I rise the, more I falter. Help me lord help me. Grant me wings so that one day I too may fly high and succeed in enjoying d paradise of colours. Raise me o raise me."

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Sat, 11 Feb 2012 08:27:00 +0000

Caption by: Royston Braganza

"Every morning I wake up from sleepy cocoon only to find out that someone more gentle and mild has been up before me. It comes as a messenger from god to remind me that today will be a busy day trying to bring smiles on d less fortunate n d hard hearted. Yes I am the morning dew who makes a mystical appearance and cleans the hearts n souls of those who wished to be cleansed."

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Fri, 10 Feb 2012 14:58:00 +0000

Caption by: Royston Braganza

"The darkness of death is like the evening twilight; it makes all objects appear more lovely to the dying."

noreply@blogger.com (Sharmad Kuvelkar) — Sun, 05 Feb 2012 05:21:00 +0000