Mallick Ghat is a well-known name among the ghats or river banks along the Hooghly in Kolkata. Being a resident of the city, I feel privileged to have been blessed with opportunities to click away around the city. For someone who loves capturing life in streets, it could not get any better. Here are a few clicks of Mallik Ghat, the story being told through the eyes of Trisha - the explorer, observer and storyteller. Trisha is a character that I hold very close to my heart. She sees the world in her own way, and presents it to the world in a way, unique to her.
The walk till the river bank - Trisha stops at this closed window. There is something every closed door or window wants to tell us. The difference between knowing and not knowing what's beyond, is only a knock. There's nothing right or wrong though. It's just a choice if you want to knock or not.
Trisha says - When you have clarity, you can flow through your days effortlessly. Clarity is paramount. Seek clarity. Take your time. Explore. Question. Don't just flow with the flow, grow with the flow. Be better, even when you are trying. Be better at trying. As Rumi says, what you seek is seeking you. When you seek clarity, clarity will come. But you have to be an honest seeker. This is a view of Howrah Railway Station from Mallick Ghat.
Mallick Ghat is a place where devotees come to take a dip in the holy waters with the intention to expiate their sins. It is all in the faith that one holds. If one decides that they would choose their future actions based on righteousness, Trisha believes that karmic debts can be expiated. The ghats are also a place where last rites of departed souls are performed.
As Trisha takes in this scene, it reminds her of those exotic places, pictures of which she had seen earlier. Doesn't this look straight out of dreams? A place where you'd want to just be, breathe in, and just allow things to unfold... as they are?
Street photography is somewhat a much misunderstood medium, feels Trisha. Mostly street photographers are thought as people without a heart. On the contrary, most street photographers actually have to connect with a scene even before they click it. Can you imagine the depth of emotion that goes there? Some photographers even cry after clicking a shot. They don't show their tears or anguish though. Photography and presentation thereof is an art, let us allow that to be there. Photographers are only doing their job, some of them earn the little living that they can through the highly competitive medium of photography. Just like any other job, let us respect this too.
A short walk from the ghat takes you to the biggest wholesale flower market in Kolkata - Mallick Ghat Flower Market. Trisha loves flowers. Have you ever thought of the destiny of flowers? A marigold will flower like a marigold, a jasmine will flower to be a jasmine. Humans are like that too. Each human is unique, meant to be someone unique to her.
Don't these lotus buds look like the petals of a lotus itself in full bloom? The soft pink touches Trisha's senses like how these beautiful blossoms adorn Goddess Durga when she comes down with her kids once every year.
There goes a basket of someone's livelihood!!! Or someone's proposal to someone when they say "Will you marry me?" Or someone's flower vase? Or someone's altar at home, a temple, a church, a mosque, a gurudwara, a monastery? Trisha can feel goosebumps as this thought crosses her mind. Doesn't this make you feel connected to everything too?
Trisha had a tough time capturing this little birdie. Shot at a shutter speed of 1/1000, it was a test of patience and agility both at the same time. It was worth the wait, feels Trisha.
Ask what you want, the Gods are here. Trisha smiles as she takes in this scene. So many faces of God, why worry!? Whom do you look upto for support when you feel down?
Why is he scowling so? Perhaps he wanted a dress in brighter yellow???!!!!
A bird's eye view of a part of the flower market is enough to give you an idea of the vastness of the place and the business. This place literally feeds the city with flowers. Trisha loves the catchy blue by the way.
Trisha couldn't take her eyes off these sunflowers. She bought a bunch for herself, but not before clicking a shot of this man, waiting in the hope of someone to buy flowers from him.
Trisha wanted the last picture of this story to be really special. What could be a more fitting finale than a shot of the mighty Howrah Bridge itself - the pride of the country, the connection between one ghat to another, in fact one city to another with Howrah Station along one side. Each time someone covers the distance of the bridge, there is a silent prayer that goes to the Mother Ganga. This is not just a bridge, it is the heart and soul of a city - the City of Joy, a city that reaches out to one and all and says - come, contribute and share the Love, share the Joy.
Have you been to the City of Joy? Are you from the City of Joy? Can you feel how Trisha feels? Which one is your favourite click from the above? Do share with Trisha. She would love to know :-)
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