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Photo A Day Experiment (PADE) Day11 - Streets

Streets have been a favorite topic for almost all those who ever wanted/want to be in to active photography. As I feel, there are two-type of street-photography - one, that needs you on the street with a prime lens (no zoom) to let you go near your subject, talk to him/her, ask his/her permission and take a picture that will tell a story worth thousand words. Firoze saaheb is one of such blogger-photographer I know. Then, there is another type of street-photography, for amateurs like me to indulge in - with zoom lenses that facilitates to shoot whatever you want to without connecting to subject (and, thus no hesitation). My today's post is one such pic, that I took a year back while returning from Kaala Ghoda Festival, putting my colleague as a model in an ally.


What I love in this photo is not just the colors and composition, but also that the subject it self is not in the focus, for me it gives a mood to this picture. Do share what you would have liked?

This picture post is an Entry to PADE-2013, a month long Photo-blog event. To know more and participate, click here or here. Check themes here.  

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  1. Punit I loved the photograph...loved how the subject is not the focus but you could still bring out the story!!!

  2. That is one fab shot at night. Even I like how your subject in interacting with the background, quite suttle! Another great entry from you!

  3. Hey one quick question, I haven't seen your links in my posts now. Do you not have time to add'em or just doing it deliberately? A lot of people don't link to me so I don't mind but just curious why you stopped since you were a regular.
    Have a nice day!

  4. Punit we loved the shot!!!! Glad to inform you that you have grabbed the badge for Shutterbug of the day :D

  5. Obliged mam @Juztamom :D Thanku...


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