Weekly Photography Challenge: Numbers

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Numbers hold the key to some of the best-kept secrets of the universe. They determine order among chaos, sequences in seemingly random patterns, predictability in the unpredictable. The elegance of numbers is just dazzling and one cannot imagine a world without numbers. How else would we answer questions like ‘how old are you?’, or ‘how many stars are there in the sky?’ – the latter was a trick question to throw you off.

If you take a closer look, you’d be overwhelmed by the sheer number of numbers we have around us. Be it  bits of encoded information on your phone or your daughter’s birthday, everything is represented using strings of these digits; intimidating, isn’t it?

When I read this week’s challenge brief, I instantly fixated on a fairly simplistic interpretation of numbers in our life – the license plate (or number plate, as we like to call it in this part of the world). Presented here is a photo of a crankshaft vehicle I stumbled across in Coventry, UK – it also makes you reflect on how quickly things go from ‘in-style’ to ‘outdated’.

Age may not be just a number after all!

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A True Classic

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Forward

Talk about moving forward in life.

p.s. Not mine.

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I Know Someone Who Owns A Jaguar

Obsessions!

This is undoubtedly one of my all-time favorite cars. In my obsession, I took a picture of this beauty standing outside my office and couldn’t help but treat it to a new paint job (Lightroom and HDR Efex Pro). Hope you like ’em.

Wings of Hope

I reminisce the good times
When we used to try
Could barely walk straight
But wanted to fly

In capes and funky masks
Jumping with all our might
Dressed as superheroes
Without a care in sight

Not worrying about money
Or having fancy cars
Always aiming for the sky
Always reaching for the stars

We were young and fun
Essentially a free soul
But time took it’s toll
And well, we grew old

Now day in, day out
We just worry about cash
Where to get it from
And where to put the stash

Which car to buy next
What new horse to breed
It’s all about jewels
We’re blinded by greed

What used to matter most
Now just makes no sense
We run through our lives
All edgy and tense

We’ve shed our wings of hope
I honestly don’t know why
We do manage to walk
But have forgotten to fly