Life in Yellow!

It was a very unexpected drive. It made me realize the beauty of clicking 'people'. Frankly, I never enjoyed clicking faces (till date). Simply coz I never wanted to. It all started with my first escapade atop Charminar. Yes, first! :D

I walked through a space where Muhammad Quli Qutb Shah prayed for the end of a plague that once ravaged his city.

I could hear prayers (which happened long long ago), from the mosque atop the heritage stucture. (Yes, there's a mosque on the top floor) Though tourists aren't allowed to go any further beyond the first stop, books never impress me less, in knowing about the structure which represents the city I belong to. :)

From there started a journey, a journey on which I've never been before, a pretty long drive -> Charminar - Moazzam Jahi Market - Abids!

Here's the first unknown man i have ever clicked. :)

His eyes are full of stories. Can you hear them?

Atop fourtowers.

Moazzam Jahi  Market scene.

Muchiwala auto uncle!

Who are you? BLOW HORN!

 Parking - only infront of the gate. :p               

We lead you, they say.
We fund you, we say. :p

Hello everyone! :)

I am Harika, an Engineer, a Stargazer, a history-buff, a decent Sketcher, a happy Camera-owner, classical music lover, an Ilustrator, a (wanna be) Violinist, a fancy writer, a Bibliophile, a Car-lover, a Movie enthusiast, a Gourmet and the list goes on :D

I belong to a nawabi city with a history that reads like a love story and a past that sounds like a fairy tale. :)

I have some mad, inexplicable passion towards history, historic monuments, and historical tales. :D When I'm not talking to the Buddha(Hussainsagar) or roaming around the house irritating my mom, I drive to meet an old monument or an explicit piece of history - alive even today. I love stories and every brick and stone in my city tells tales about its existence.

This space is a celebration of a little girl's never ending escapades and a tribute to a city that serendipituously surprises her with its innumerable stories. :)