Now is the time you can say, “Oh hello stranger!” I get it. I deserve it, okay? Go on. Say it. I have been pretty much dead on my website for the longest time and you guys have every reason to hate me for leaving you alone for all this time! But can I atleast try and make up for it? Give me a chance?
Enough with the cute talk, if you are reading this, you have probably decided to give me a chance so “HELLO!”
As we close on 2016, I have a total of 4 story posts (I know I am sorry!) that have been in the drafts section of this site for the longest time and deserve that much needed attention. This one is my favourite and my personal best I feel and I am sharing raw unedited pictures straight from the camera. Inspired by a childhood favourite poem, “The Solitary Reaper” this idea and concept came in quite effortlessly. However, I have to admit that the trek up these treacherous hills required some extra efforts! To give you a better understanding of the mood, I have shared the poem below. Enjoy reading!
‘The Solitary Reaper’
Behold her, single in the field,
Yon solitary Highland Lass!
Reaping and singing by herself;
Stop here, or gently pass!
Alone she cuts and binds the grain,
And sings a melancholy strain;
O listen! for the Vale profound
Is overflowing with the sound.
No Nightingale did ever chaunt
More welcome notes to weary bands
Of travellers in some shady haunt,
Among Arabian sands:
A voice so thrilling ne’er was heard
In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird,
Breaking the silence of the seas
Among the farthest Hebrides.
Will no one tell me what she sings?–
Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow
For old, unhappy, far-off things,
And battles long ago:
Or is it some more humble lay,
Familiar matter of to-day?
Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain,
That has been, and may be again?
Whate’er the theme, the Maiden sang
As if her song could have no ending;
I saw her singing at her work,
And o’er the sickle bending;–
I listened, motionless and still;
And, as I mounted up the hill,
The music in my heart I bore,
Long after it was heard no more.
What is on me:
- Ikkat Culottes: Inaaya
- Top: Inaaya
- Watch: Daniel Wellington
- Brogues: Street Style Store
- Hat: Shein.com
- Concept, Styling, Talent: Shivangi Lahoty
- Photography: Rushabh Shah, @TheTiltedLens