Mimi and the Bird in the Window
One sunny morning, Mimi the Coppersmith Barbet decided that she had seen every flower in the forest.Fluffing her bright green feathers, she…
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Old Addresses, New Friendships
Every Friendship Day, my heart wanders back to friends whose addresses I still remember, even though they haven’t lived there for years.…
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The Land of Echo Chambers
Long before social media existed, Akbar Allahabadi had said- “Kheencho na kamanon ko, na talwar nikalo, Jab top muqabil ho to akhbar…
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Mischief, One Feather at a Time
The tilted head, the sideways glance, the beak that seems to be suppressing a naughty smile. Whenever I photograph these feathered mischief…
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“A camera captures more than an image. It preserves a moment that can remind you of a poem, a verse you may have read somewhere long ago. Whenever I browse through my photographs, I find stories and poems hidden in them. Every creature seems to carry a tale of its own, and every tale has its own rhythm.”
Prerna Jain
