We were walking along the Anjuna beach in Goa, feasting our eyes and lens on the bikini clad gals all around, when my eyes fell on a guy and a lady doing somersaults and small fighting steps. The movements were graceful and it almost looked like a dance. After few clicks from far away, I approached them to satisfy my curiosity. The guy who turned out to be from Kerala(yea, my guess was right) and his friend from Japan were practising the Brazilian martial art form Capoeira. It is said to have been developed by some slaves in jail. The dance like steps would fool onlookers into thinking that its some weird dance. Capoeira was banned in Brazil for sometime in the 18th century because it was practised widely by the slaves.
A short intro on Capoeira, courtesy wikipedia:
Capoeira is an Afro-Brazilian art form that combines elements of martial arts, music, and dance. It was created in Brazil by slaves brought from Africa, especially from present day Angola some time after the 16th century. It was developed in the region of Quilombo dos Palmares, located in the actual Brazilian state of Alagoas and has great influence on the Afro-Brazilian generations, with strong presence at the actual states of Bahia, Pernambuco and Rio de Janeiro.[1] Participants form a roda, or circle, and take turns either playing musical instruments (such as the Berimbau), singing, or ritually sparring in pairs in the center of the circle. The sparring is marked by fluid acrobatic play, feints, and extensive use of sweeps, kicks, and headbutts. Less frequently used techniques include elbow strikes, slaps, punches, and body throws. Its origins and purpose are a matter of debate, with theories ranging from views of Capoeira as a uniquely Brazilian folk dance with improvised fighting movements to claims that it is a battle-ready fighting form directly descended from ancient African techniques.2 weeks later, I saw a repeat performance at the 'Sulthan Bathery' beach in Mangalore. A 10 year old guy was doing summersaults and crazy jumps. In between he would run to his mother, talk something and then again get back to work. Am sure, he's not under any Capoeira training. Just one of the life skills attained automatically...
through the myopic lenses of the crusader
Starfishes- Washed ashore...
a special gift...
Just like an open book
uprooted
Traveller(shot at Goa beach)
dear fishes...here we come!
Black Gold!
back home-a group of ibis back in its nest after the day's work(shot at Ranganathittu bird sanctuary)
ibis
am the overseer(shot at Mangalore)
one of the scariest eyes I've ever seen...At Ranganathittu, you have these scary crocodiles swimming in the same waters that your boat is travelling. And this guy was very close to our boat. The slightly zoomed view through the lens was too scary. The boatman was in no mood to move and was asking me to take a close up. After seeing this, I din't have the courage to look again!
Resting on the rocks after a feast!
getting ready for a bath(near Nagarhole national park)
We thought it was a fox(or faaaax as a lady in our safari van was telling). But the driver corrected us and told that its a wild dog. 
an ad shot for safari(snapped on the road that goes along Nagarhole national park. Too good a drive)
jungle safari(inside Nagarhole)
Model No.1- Praveen aka thotta
Model No.2- Raja
Model No.3- Raja's finger
Model No.4- Manu aka Manavaalan
Model No.5- Jijo aka Chajo
Model get together...
fly in front of the lens(photo courtesy-Jijo)...
lift off...
wayside clicking
an unknown church on the road to Panjim
Basilica of Bom Jesus 
An abandoned church in Anjuna beach 
Unknown church on the road to Vasco-awesome setting by the sea side... 
Isn't this pose enough?Should I smile a little more?
childhood...playing in the sand, getting dirty and still enjoying it...!
Will my old age also be as carefree as this??
one of the million unremarkable lives, u think? you, the unremarkable fool is wrong!
u r hearing the sound of hunger, the sound of empty plate, the howling of an empty stomach...and it indeed is one of the best symphonies ever created...
bottled feelings..waiting to be uncorked..
purposeless?
fly away..
the black rider
When will I finish drinking this?
bending stresses 
ramp walk practise
