Here’s a simple yet elegant picture clicked on the grounds of the Linderhof Castle in Southern Germany, last year.
I really like the graceful stance of the swan in water, and how the other swan cranes it’s neck to admire the former.
For more of my photography, visit my Instagram @himanshusahay .
To buy prints of my photographs, visit http://instacanv.as/himanshusahay .
I am extremely honored to have Bullet in a Maelstrom awarded the Blog of the Year 2012 Award! This is my second blog award, after the Liebster Award early last year. For this award, I am extremely thankful to one of my most faithful followers, Zygerina! Check out her poetry at http://zygerina.wordpress.com/ , you’ll love it!
Now, I haven’t been posting much these past few weeks, and I have a reason for that – I was applying to colleges and writing several college essays. But I promise, as soon as I’m done with school, on March 25th, I will resume weekly posting.
On to the rules now:
I confess I am not the best follower someone can have, but there are some blogs that stand out to me and I would like to award them. They are (in no particular order)
I really love reading her random thoughts on daily life and her posts have made me laugh on more than one occasion.
Joanna is a great photographer, and her picture series on water drops has inspired me to try out new and innovative styles of photography.
Warren Stokes is easily one of the best pencil artists I have ever seen. His infinite creativity always amazes me and I love viewing his maze drawings.
Well, that’s it I guess. I started Bullet in a Maelstrom last January and I am glad that I have been able to gain over 650 amazing followers in such a short time. Keep reading guys, there’s a lot more to come!
Ciao!
– Himanshu
Star of light,
Star of time,
Shooting past a barren sky,
Like a shepherd’s torch
In a desert land,
Approaching the depths of the world.
Fearless, blazing,
Fire within, raging.
A spectacle to behold
The eternals are told.
And when the light goes out,
A door is shut.
A part of this world,
Damp and cold, withers.
The winds moan,
The animals groan,
The sea cries,
But, with time, the sorrow dies.
And then the sun comes out.
Brevity is awakened.
Its short slumber, disturbed.
The flowers laugh,
The rivers race,
The world is back on track.
The sun rises,
The clouds burst,
Amidst the mist,
A memory churns,
Into the rain
It is hurled.
And then it beams into the sky,
Behind the mountain of joy.
The rain cedes
But leaves behind,
The seeds of a dream.
I clicked this photograph from the window of our car, in the German countryside. I have edited it to give it a prophetic look.
For more of my photography, visit my Instagram: himanshusahay
Four months ago, when I started this blog (January 6), if you were to tell me that I was going to win an award for it, I would have laughed it off. Today, that unlikely scenario has been realized. Four months of staying up late on school nights just to write articles has culminated in the gem known as ‘The Liebster Award’.
I would like to thank ThirdPlan8FromTheSun for considering me worthy of this award. I am indebted to him for this generous gesture.
In accepting this award, the recipient agrees to:
-Thank the person who gave the award and link back to their blog.
-Copy and paste the award to your blog.
-Share 5 blogs you have chosen to award and let them know by commenting on their blog.
After thinking long and hard for some time, I have come up with the following nominations for the award:
Rory in South Africa
Finding Subjects
LScott Thoughts
Mullings of Mind Tramp
Lauren Grace Evans
I only wish I could nominate a few more of the wonderful bloggers on the net. But alas, I have to stop at 5! Everyone out there is a great blogger on his/her own terms and it is really the work of a blogger that counts, not the number of awards he/she has won. So cheers to everyone of us who takes out time to use the wonderful tool that WordPress is!
Hey guys! This is a poem I had written last year for my English assignment at school. Incidently, it is also the first poem I wrote. I had posted it to my first blog TheCarManiac, but it was virtually unread there. So, I decided to reblog it onto this blog, primarily due to the great response I received from you guys on O Snake of Trepidity. Thank you so much for that!
The link to the original post is here: http://thecarmaniac.wordpress.com/2011/09/24/age-with-grace/
We ascend the steps of life, ever hoping to stay young.
The laws of nature defy our hopes, but we go marching on and on…
Gracefully we age, gracefully we cease,
This journey of life, matures yet another seed.
Here we go, us mortal beings, 
Trudging on life’s path, beating the odds, adding feathers to our ever growing cap.
And when it all ends, gracefully we fall as a leaf in the wind.
The psalm of life, whether in the morning, whether in twilight,
Gives a joy beyond all worth.
With grace we live all our life, age no bar.
Relent to your plight, not a chance.
Happily live life to the nine, 
Happiness in your deeds, happiness in your words.
Young at heart, that’s all that counts.
She seethes and secretes,
We pull up our sheets.
We fear her might,
Her poison dark as night.
We know not that our footsteps
Scare her to dregs.
While we sleep in beds,
She curls up in empty kegs.
And so ends another day
Of fear and dismay.
I write this for thee,
Thy glorious and free.
O snake of clemency,
Why dost thou live in recreancy?
Bullet in a Maelstrom 