These images are the prisma render of my previous image.
Do tell me in the comments how you people like it.
The street guided me towards Chaos. And then I realised it was I who needed a release..
Waiting to be opened again. A breath of fresh air is what it craves for….
Routine is deadly……
A scene at a packed market in Delhi.
Another night on the streets, wandering to find myself, seeking what’s been lost in these streets, loud, shrieking yet calm, soothing and a scene so beautiful….
The glowing ball they call The Sun….
The thing about palaces is that you can still be in it and feel like a King..
Our world is the one that we hold onto forever. Bricks, cement or a healthy chat. Definition of world is subjective….
The thing about flowers is that they bloom everywhere and anywhere. In places and palaces…..