<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20186542</id><updated>2011-04-30T12:40:35.861+09:00</updated><title type='text'>thewritepicture</title><subtitle type='html'>Stories of India in her own words. Her people, food, cities, forests. From her rich heritage to her techno present.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>thewritepicture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965861037194770737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20186542.post-114639283451097547</id><published>2006-04-30T18:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T19:27:14.523+09:00</updated><title type='text'>London By Architecture</title><content type='html'>Photographer Alok Johri's first impression about the city's architecture. More about the photographer www.ajohri.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An overview of the London city captured in 2 days. Streets, roads, by lanes, crossroads; from the time it rose to a quiet misty dawn to its rush hour with people walking up and down, all the time, to its neon-lit night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_architecture_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_architecture_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_architecture_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_architecture_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_architecture_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_architecture_03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_architecture_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_architecture_04.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20186542-114639283451097547?l=thewritepicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/feeds/114639283451097547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20186542&amp;postID=114639283451097547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/114639283451097547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/114639283451097547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/2006/04/london-by-architecture.html' title='London By Architecture'/><author><name>thewritepicture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965861037194770737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20186542.post-114630659065336206</id><published>2006-04-29T18:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T18:40:19.203+09:00</updated><title type='text'>London By People</title><content type='html'>Photographer Alok Johri's first impression about the city's people. More about the photographer www.ajohri.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting contrast of people, life, living, light, background. A city or a country? Everyone who lands in London is a Londoner. There's space for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_04.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_05.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_07.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_08.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_09.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_10.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_10.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_14.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_15.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/London_people_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/London_people_16.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20186542-114630659065336206?l=thewritepicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/feeds/114630659065336206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20186542&amp;postID=114630659065336206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/114630659065336206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/114630659065336206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/2006/04/london-by-people.html' title='London By People'/><author><name>thewritepicture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965861037194770737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20186542.post-114630219069112974</id><published>2006-04-29T18:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T18:46:35.516+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Tate Modern - London</title><content type='html'>Photographer Alok Johri's visit to Tate Modern-London. More about the photographer www.ajohri.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/Tate_modern_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/Tate_modern_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/Tate_modern_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/Tate_modern_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/Tate_modern_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/Tate_modern_03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/Tate_modern_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/Tate_modern_04.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/Tate_modern_05.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/Tate_modern_05.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/Tate_modern_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/Tate_modern_06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/Tate_modern_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/Tate_modern_07.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/Tate_modern_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/Tate_modern_08.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20186542-114630219069112974?l=thewritepicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/feeds/114630219069112974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20186542&amp;postID=114630219069112974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/114630219069112974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/114630219069112974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/2006/04/tate-modern-london.html' title='Tate Modern - London'/><author><name>thewritepicture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965861037194770737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20186542.post-113991792159252575</id><published>2006-02-14T20:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T07:43:55.253+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Fringe Ford - Wayanad, Kerala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/FF_T%26T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/FF_T%26T.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Concept note) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Jane Gopalakrishnan&lt;br /&gt;Photographs by Alok Johri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner is in bonfire light, with a backdrop of the pitch black of towering hills around. A warm glass of the local berry wine is deceptive enough to keep you snuggled into a cocoon of cosiness. But all around, you are surrounded by pure primeval jungle. Tigers on the hunt leave their footprints close to where you sit, while a couple of bison brush by in the undergrowth. Elephants lumber around, and you pray that you don’t cross paths on one of your treks into the forest around. Meanwhile, the house you stay in is lit up like a fairy tale of candles in the inky blackness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Fringe Ford, settled into the jungle ranges of the Nilgiris, and just a rough drive away from whichever traffic-logged city you’ve been waiting to get away from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20186542-113991792159252575?l=thewritepicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/feeds/113991792159252575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20186542&amp;postID=113991792159252575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/113991792159252575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/113991792159252575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/2006/02/fringe-ford-wayanad-kerala.html' title='Fringe Ford - Wayanad, Kerala'/><author><name>thewritepicture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965861037194770737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20186542.post-113862470163871111</id><published>2006-01-30T21:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T21:24:59.606+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Catalyst</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/Atul_products.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/Atul_products.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Jane Gopalakrishnan&lt;br /&gt;Photographs By Alok Johri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian Design &amp; Interiors, Jan 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The village of toys, Channapatna, has 5000 families engaged in the traditional craft of wooden toy-making. For decades, it has sent out its small brilliantly coloured wooden animals, dolls, and lacquerwork bangles across to an increasingly uninterested market. Enter, Atul Johri, who took the traditional wood craft to cutting-edge chic. Post-modern interpretations of tableware, vases and candles shaped out of the traditional Channapatna ivory wood, give a shot in the arm to this almost forgotten craft that deserves otherwise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20186542-113862470163871111?l=thewritepicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/feeds/113862470163871111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20186542&amp;postID=113862470163871111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/113862470163871111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/113862470163871111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/2006/01/catalyst.html' title='The Catalyst'/><author><name>thewritepicture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965861037194770737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20186542.post-113862282184578081</id><published>2006-01-30T20:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T21:23:10.083+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemon tree house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/casa_home1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/casa_home1.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/casa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/casa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Jane Gopalakrishnan&lt;br /&gt;Photographs By Alok Johri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian Design &amp; Interiors, Jan 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swinging off a highway bordered by glass n chrome memorials to the IT era, we suddenly run into rural India, or is it rustic France? The Lemon Tree house, as I nick name it, is completely unpredictable. Sitting sleepily in one of Bangalore's posh residential dromes, neighboured by swiss villas and american suburban chic, this house with mud walls and hats from all over the world, is an exclamation mark! No fences, no curtains, no architectural style, just ideas. This is a house built on ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20186542-113862282184578081?l=thewritepicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/feeds/113862282184578081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20186542&amp;postID=113862282184578081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/113862282184578081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/113862282184578081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/2006/01/lemon-tree-house.html' title='Lemon tree house'/><author><name>thewritepicture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965861037194770737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20186542.post-113862196190647373</id><published>2006-01-30T20:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T20:52:41.916+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Survivors of an angry Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/tsunami_shoot_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/tsunami_shoot_001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo-essay By Alok Johri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 26th, 2005. A furious Indian ocean slammed the coastlines containing her, decimating entire villages, ransacking houses, sweeping away families. The rest of the world watched the giant waves fill their TV screens along with children lost, people weeping, boats smashed. The Tsunami created tidal waves among those who weren't even there. Some picked up their handkerchiefs, some their phones, some their cheque books. This is the story of a few people who did a little more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20186542-113862196190647373?l=thewritepicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/feeds/113862196190647373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20186542&amp;postID=113862196190647373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/113862196190647373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/113862196190647373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/2006/01/survivors-of-angry-sea.html' title='Survivors of an angry Sea'/><author><name>thewritepicture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965861037194770737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20186542.post-113557427055114237</id><published>2006-01-07T09:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T21:40:24.073+09:00</updated><title type='text'>About Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/jane_blog.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/jane_blog.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane Gopalakrishnan is an MBA-turned-writer, who ended up being Creative Director of a top advertising agency, quit and started afresh. She now runs her own advertising shop, is in the middle of an international book and writes about life on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/alok_blog.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/alok_blog.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alok Johri is a graduate in design and photography and has reached the pinnacles of both, with 10 years in advertising design before he pulled out his bank balance and started shooting at sight. He has been published in magazines in India and abroad. www.ajohri.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20186542-113557427055114237?l=thewritepicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/feeds/113557427055114237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20186542&amp;postID=113557427055114237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/113557427055114237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/113557427055114237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/2006/01/about-us.html' title='About Us'/><author><name>thewritepicture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965861037194770737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20186542.post-113656832409530379</id><published>2006-01-07T02:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T20:45:21.833+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Bylakuppe. Where peace comes home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/BYL_001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/BYL_001.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India Today Travel Plus Dec. 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Jane Gopalakrishnan&lt;br /&gt;Photographs By Alok Johri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of Karnataka, India, is a little town of Tibet. About 20,000 Tibetans, many of them boy monks, live here in low-slung single-storeyed houses that cling together wall to wall, with brightly coloured prayer flags aflutter from their roofs. Refugees for half a century from the Chinese aggression on Tibet, they still display a deep gentleness that drips from the butter tea that you are served in each house, and the silence of the majestic Golden Temple they’ve built here. On a visit to this single-road shanty township, we brought something much more powerful than just the ‘Free Tibet’ Tshirts home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20186542-113656832409530379?l=thewritepicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/feeds/113656832409530379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20186542&amp;postID=113656832409530379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/113656832409530379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/113656832409530379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/2006/01/bylakuppe-where-peace-comes-home.html' title='Bylakuppe. Where peace comes home.'/><author><name>thewritepicture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965861037194770737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20186542.post-113656935637468487</id><published>2006-01-07T02:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T02:54:46.663+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Fired but not burnt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/1600/hamsa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7533/2017/320/hamsa1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Jane Gopalakrishnan&lt;br /&gt;Photographs By Alok Johri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do not take orders. They do not do repeats. They do not follow the market demand. There’s so much that Hamsavardhan and Cynthia Suzan of Catfish Pottery do not do, that is it surprising that their products even sell. This couple who fell in love with each other and with clay, not necessarily in that order, create the most stunning pieces of pottery out of their home studio and kiln in their purple house in the middle of nowhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20186542-113656935637468487?l=thewritepicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/feeds/113656935637468487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20186542&amp;postID=113656935637468487' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/113656935637468487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20186542/posts/default/113656935637468487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewritepicture.blogspot.com/2006/01/fired-but-not-burnt.html' title='Fired but not burnt.'/><author><name>thewritepicture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965861037194770737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
