After lunch, my friends and I headed towards south Mumbai to experience ‘Kala Ghoda Festival’. Being last day of the 10-day-Festival, it was too crowded and we kept getting lost into the crowd. It was like every thirty minutes we would call on our mobile to find each other. We all had different interests and while I spend most of my time shooting the pictures, my friends were more interested in shopping knick knacks or eating.
Somewhat, not only do the art in any form attracts me but even the artist at work. This man worked skillfully on sculpture of a man,
I moved closer to see this artist shape a strip of plywood
There were also some children learning Warli painting for Rs100, they had made cute greeting cards.
There was a big crowd near the stage where there were different performers at different times, there was music playing all the time and everyone could be seen shaking their heads and tapping their feet. We stopped there to have a cup of coffee.
And there was bigger crowd at food stalls, Imagine a Pani Puri for Rs35. I get better Pani Puri in my lane for just Rs12! How they loot public at the fairs!
There were kiosks where they abused political trouble makers
And others that abused their own government for bad sanitation in the country
Children enjoyed the story telling session at BHNS auditorium
And towards the evening, I enjoyed the performance poetry at Sassoon Library, which was the nodal point for literature and poetry.
It was a very tiring day though fun, fun, fun!
After lunch, my friends and I headed towards south Mumbai to experience ‘Kala Ghoda Festival’. Being last day of the 10-day-Festival, it was too crowded and we kept getting lost into the crowd. It was like every thirty minutes we would call on our mobile to find each other. We all had different interests and while I spend most of my time shooting the pictures, my friends were more interested in shopping knick knacks or eating.
Somewhat, not only do the art in any form attracts me but even the artist at work. This man worked skillfully on sculpture of a man,
I moved closer to see this artist shape a strip of plywood
There were also some children learning Warli painting for Rs100, they had made cute greeting cards.
There was a big crowd near the stage where there were different performers at different times, there was music playing all the time and everyone could be seen shaking their heads and tapping their feet. We stopped there to have a cup of coffee.
And there was bigger crowd at food stalls, Imagine a Pani Puri for Rs35. I get better Pani Puri in my lane for just Rs12! How they loot public at the fairs!
There were kiosks where they abused political trouble makers
And others that abused their own government for bad sanitation in the country
Children enjoyed the story telling session at BHNS auditorium
And towards the evening, I enjoyed the performance poetry at Sassoon Library, which was the nodal point for literature and poetry.
It was a very tiring day though fun, fun, fun!
