Small and beautiful mechanisms are induced in our lives that we often forget them . An observation at the beautiful umbrella in this photograph of mine reminds me how proud I am to be an engineer.

The Joint of spokes is at Golden mean.

Stone walls – Dark light – Unknown thoughts , What a horror?Tried to eliminate as much detail and environment .

The person is standing at Golden Mean

The bleeding wall. I call it because a lifeless and pale colored wall almost merging with the background color appears to be bleeding because of the glass pieces. See many things are suffering around us.

Two conversations.Swasa - with the air ,Abhyasa – leanring from friend’s talk.

The eyes of the man are at Golden mean.

Stuck in lift / life !

A pattern of a chair surface .

A pattern of venetian blinds.