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Directed a fun-spot for @gocolors !

I am grateful for a keep-pushing-through-all-challenges team that came on board for this one ♥

#gocolors #prajaktakoli #ads

Go Colors! ft. @mostlysane

Teaser's out!

One with the lovely lady @mostlysane

Diwali Special! Go Colors! film 3

“Kya Pehnu?” a festiva campaign by Go Colors!
“Kya Pehnu?” when I first heard this phrase for the campaign, I was hearing it the second time that day having asked “kya pehnu?” to myself that morning.

Happy Diwali ✨
Sharing our film and love ♥️

In a beautiful collaboration here are our team members

Production House : @greenchutneyfilms
Producer : @oye_rahul_tejwani @manashreejani
Creative Team : @staringpigeons , sewai_not_at_war , Vrushab Maitri
Line Producer • Tejas Bagul @tejasss__
Head of Production • Vaibhav Kadam @oldschool_840
Associate Producer & Post Supervisor : @jash_wrk

Director: @allisleaf
Creative Director : @chintan.maathan
1st AD: @dancintillvdrop
2nd AD: @arnavnirvanh
Intern AD : Ishaan Ghosh

DOP: 🫡🫡
1st AC : @prateekbernard
Colorist: @prateek.mahesh 

Production Designer: @ssnehii
Costume Designer: @shaz__memon
HMU : @makeup_ur_day
Casting Director: @theashwanirathore
Costume Assistant: Nanhe @nanhekaamkaaj
DIT : @parthshah_dit
Base Manager & Spot Incharge : @nitinkhandebharad and team
BTS : @deryknadar

Cast: @vaishnaveerp @prithiani_simran

#cinematography #cinematographer #directorofphotography #doplife #filmproduction #videoproduction

Colors, Movement, Celebration 
New Spot for @gocolors x Navratri 

•Crew List•

Production House : @greenchutneyfilms
Producer : @oye_rahul_tejwani @manashreejani
Creative Team : @staringpigeons , sewai_not_at_war , Vrushab Maitri
Line Producer • Tejas Bagul @tejasss__
Head of Production • Vaibhav Kadam @oldschool_840
Associate Producer & Post Supervisor : @jash_wrk

Director: @allisleaf
Creative Director : @chintan.maathan
1st AD: @dancintillvdrop
2nd AD: @arnavnirvanh
Intern AD : Ishaan Ghosh

DOP: 🫡🫡
1st AC : @prateekbernard
Colorist: @prateek.mahesh 

Production Designer: @ssnehii
Costume Designer: @shaz__memon
HMU : @makeup_ur_day
Casting Director: @theashwanirathore
Costume Assistant: Nanhe @nanhekaamkaaj
DIT : @parthshah_dit
Base Manager & Spot Incharge : @nitinkhandebharad and team
BTS : @deryknadar

Cast: @vaishnaveerp @prithiani_simran

#cinematography #cinematographer #directorofphotography #doplife #filmproduction #videoproduction

Cinderella

A rocky-grey mountain-head overlooks
A patch of forest at the hem of its multi-green skirt
As my feet take carefree steps into its underskirt.
A brazen attempt to decode
This cinderella’s magic.

And certainly,
The forest stages its enchantments.
Leaves being the foremost enchanters
As they shape shift and colour shift.
Shape shift from looking like text-book drawings
To the silhouettes of tiny birds.
And there- tingling and disappointing in the same moment
A hopeful birdwatcher’s eye.
From mimicking a fish’s tail
To a snake’s skin- they do it all.

And colour-shift their green.
You can never have a definite number
Of shades of green.
There is a green, a leaf is meant to be.
And then there is a lighter, gleamy green
It assumes, when the sunrays softly touch
Slowly transforming them into tiny suns
That the earth could grow.
And right after that
They are green water balls
Transfixed by a sudden downpour
A concurrence of sun and rain.
We know what that brings!

Spider, the other enchantress
Continues to pass on messages
In its elegant calligraphy woven between two trees
It doesn’t know, we aren’t their yet
To understand its message.

Water,
Blue, green, muddy, milky, rushed, silent, eerie, glassy,
Within every few meters of its course
It exhibits a new character.
Uncontainable!

I saunter and swim through
Surrendering to this magic
Much earlier.
With no desires to decipher
But only to merge with it.
I become what I look at
A tree, a babbler, a stream or a spider.

And let their music flow through me
Of the gushing stream and still waters.
Of a spider’s weaving.
Of a sunbird flapping.
Of a child’s laughter
As she tries to catch the dappled light in her palm.

- Sini
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pc: @shikabangera ⭐️

Cosmetics buying in the craze for Cricket. This one's for client @officialswissbeauty and production house @greenchutneyfilms

Was helped with cool ideas, love and patience by-
Producer: Manashree @manashreejani
Director: Myself (only person who didn't show enough patience)
Creative Head: Aarti @aartineharsh
DOP: Heet @heetnandu_
Writer: Shweta
Music Composer: Divyang @divyang_arora
Art Director: Purva @purva_s_thakur
Costume Stylist: Akanksha @styledbyakankshavira
Hair Make Up artist: Amii @amiiaruparelia
Casting Director: Arnav @arnavnirvanh with teammate Raghu @rscharak

DA: Rohan @rohan._palodhi
Chief AD: Parth @parthhmanochaa
1st AC: Prateek @prateekbernard
Production Head: Vaibhav
Gaffer: Imran @imkhan8597
Focus Puller: Akhilesh @akhilesk_pandey04
Lights: Famos Cine Equipment
Camera: Singh Cine Equipent

Cast: Pradnya @pradnyamotghare

Editor: Nikhil @nikhil_san
Grade: Prateek @prateek.mahesh
Graphics: Arijit
Mix: Jainil @jainilnayak

इस फिल्म को अपनी खूबसूरत आवाज़ से सजाया है @staringpigeons ने.
PS: केवल D'Cut के लिए

Ishq ka lutf✨
In Frame : @suhasini2509
Film by @wholesome_films
Cinematography by @_musafirrr____

Supertails Swag Battle 🎸

Team
Producers : @oye_rahul_tejwani @staringpigeons @chintan.sisyphus
Executive Producer : @manashreejani
Director : Myself
DOP : @sid.khemka
Writer : @sewai_not_at_war
Creative Director : #VrushabhMaitri
DA + Post Supervisor : @rohan._palodhi
Chief AD: @dancintillvdrop
1st AC : @sridharkak
AD team : @pari_m8304 @poocha_chechi
PD : @shimonabagdi
Editor : Shantanu Dutt
Casting : Taniya Mehta
Associate Producer : @rugvex
Line Producer : @tejasss__
Costume Stylist : @hetvigindra
Business Manager : @princefernnandes
Music Director : @jayho_a
Grade : @prateek.mahesh
Cast: Milky and Bob

@greenchutneyfilms

BOMBAY

Weary of her weight
The city
That admires the sunset
Along its creatures

Decides to go away
At sea

To feel lighter
Afloat
Going back
To being
A bunch of islands

But to keep moving
For those 7 people
Their address not "permanent" anymore

The suburbs
Robbed
Of their infamous title

Floating
Feeling the breeze
Grow stronger
Then storms
The towers shall lose
More than their heads

And the bridges
The roads, the tracks
A maze
Leading to the same waters

Having witnessed a great pace
She will now move
At her own

And we will stop
We will settle

Compelled to go back
Probably
To its original occupations
To fish some, farm some
And perish slowly

Gradually reducing her burden

Some day
She shall touch the Antarctica
No mans land
Shall meet
The land of many
With none

- Sini

#bombay #bombaypoetry #poetsofinstagram #poetry

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JUST A RIDE 🛵

Every morning
Comes the uneasy hour
Of dropping her child to school

Scarcely used quivering scooter
As though it is afirst day on the road
With constant honking at cars and ditches
A mother with tensed shoulders
Squinted eyes
At the edge of her seat

A child with a tight grip
Sitting pillion in her shadow
An anxious hovering bundle

The handles shake
As her hands quiver at every horn
Balancing as though
They were on a wheel
Instead of two

Overtaking them
Or them overtaking
The death bus
A blood red patch of wall
That would close in on them
Anytime
With mindless heads
Oblivious to it all

A second of courage
Where she touches a dead 40km/hour
Plunging them out of danger

A moment of ease
As the school building comes in sight
Delivering her child
From one safe building to another
(So she thinks)

Then a ride back
No rush
No checking of tightly secured arms
Around her girth

Riding was never a favourite activity
How can mom give up on little things she is scared of ?
Her child needs to be in school
On time
Every morning

-suhasini
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#poetry #poem #instapoetry #instapoet #justaride #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety

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JUST A RIDE 🛵

Every morning
Comes the uneasy hour
Of dropping her child to school

Scarcely used quivering scooter
As though it is afirst day on the road
With constant honking at cars and ditches
A mother with tensed shoulders
Squinted eyes
At the edge of her seat

A child with a tight grip
Sitting pillion in her shadow
An anxious hovering bundle

The handles shake
As her hands quiver at every horn
Balancing as though
They were on a wheel
Instead of two

Overtaking them
Or them overtaking
The death bus
A blood red patch of wall
That would close in on them
Anytime
With mindless heads
Oblivious to it all

A second of courage
Where she touches a dead 40km/hour
Plunging them out of danger

A moment of ease
As the school building comes in sight
Delivering her child
From one safe building to another
(So she thinks)

Then a ride back
No rush
No checking of tightly secured arms
Around her girth

Riding was never a favourite activity
How can mom give up on little things she is scared of ?
Her child needs to be in school
On time
Every morning

-suhasini
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#poetry #poem #instapoetry #instapoet #justaride #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety

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JUST A RIDE 🛵

Every morning
Comes the uneasy hour
Of dropping her child to school

Scarcely used quivering scooter
As though it is afirst day on the road
With constant honking at cars and ditches
A mother with tensed shoulders
Squinted eyes
At the edge of her seat

A child with a tight grip
Sitting pillion in her shadow
An anxious hovering bundle

The handles shake
As her hands quiver at every horn
Balancing as though
They were on a wheel
Instead of two

Overtaking them
Or them overtaking
The death bus
A blood red patch of wall
That would close in on them
Anytime
With mindless heads
Oblivious to it all

A second of courage
Where she touches a dead 40km/hour
Plunging them out of danger

A moment of ease
As the school building comes in sight
Delivering her child
From one safe building to another
(So she thinks)

Then a ride back
No rush
No checking of tightly secured arms
Around her girth

Riding was never a favourite activity
How can mom give up on little things she is scared of ?
Her child needs to be in school
On time
Every morning

-suhasini
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#poetry #poem #instapoetry #instapoet #justaride #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety

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JUST A RIDE 🛵

Every morning
Comes the uneasy hour
Of dropping her child to school

Scarcely used quivering scooter
As though it is afirst day on the road
With constant honking at cars and ditches
A mother with tensed shoulders
Squinted eyes
At the edge of her seat

A child with a tight grip
Sitting pillion in her shadow
An anxious hovering bundle

The handles shake
As her hands quiver at every horn
Balancing as though
They were on a wheel
Instead of two

Overtaking them
Or them overtaking
The death bus
A blood red patch of wall
That would close in on them
Anytime
With mindless heads
Oblivious to it all

A second of courage
Where she touches a dead 40km/hour
Plunging them out of danger

A moment of ease
As the school building comes in sight
Delivering her child
From one safe building to another
(So she thinks)

Then a ride back
No rush
No checking of tightly secured arms
Around her girth

Riding was never a favourite activity
How can mom give up on little things she is scared of ?
Her child needs to be in school
On time
Every morning

-suhasini
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#poetry #poem #instapoetry #instapoet #justaride #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety

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JUST A RIDE 🛵

Every morning
Comes the uneasy hour
Of dropping her child to school

Scarcely used quivering scooter
As though it is afirst day on the road
With constant honking at cars and ditches
A mother with tensed shoulders
Squinted eyes
At the edge of her seat

A child with a tight grip
Sitting pillion in her shadow
An anxious hovering bundle

The handles shake
As her hands quiver at every horn
Balancing as though
They were on a wheel
Instead of two

Overtaking them
Or them overtaking
The death bus
A blood red patch of wall
That would close in on them
Anytime
With mindless heads
Oblivious to it all

A second of courage
Where she touches a dead 40km/hour
Plunging them out of danger

A moment of ease
As the school building comes in sight
Delivering her child
From one safe building to another
(So she thinks)

Then a ride back
No rush
No checking of tightly secured arms
Around her girth

Riding was never a favourite activity
How can mom give up on little things she is scared of ?
Her child needs to be in school
On time
Every morning

-suhasini
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#poetry #poem #instapoetry #instapoet #justaride #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety

Swipe left to go right ⬅️➡️

JUST A RIDE 🛵

Every morning
Comes the uneasy hour
Of dropping her child to school

Scarcely used quivering scooter
As though it is afirst day on the road
With constant honking at cars and ditches
A mother with tensed shoulders
Squinted eyes
At the edge of her seat

A child with a tight grip
Sitting pillion in her shadow
An anxious hovering bundle

The handles shake
As her hands quiver at every horn
Balancing as though
They were on a wheel
Instead of two

Overtaking them
Or them overtaking
The death bus
A blood red patch of wall
That would close in on them
Anytime
With mindless heads
Oblivious to it all

A second of courage
Where she touches a dead 40km/hour
Plunging them out of danger

A moment of ease
As the school building comes in sight
Delivering her child
From one safe building to another
(So she thinks)

Then a ride back
No rush
No checking of tightly secured arms
Around her girth

Riding was never a favourite activity
How can mom give up on little things she is scared of ?
Her child needs to be in school
On time
Every morning

-suhasini
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#poetry #poem #instapoetry #instapoet #justaride #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety

Swipe left to go right ⬅️➡️

JUST A RIDE 🛵

Every morning
Comes the uneasy hour
Of dropping her child to school

Scarcely used quivering scooter
As though it is afirst day on the road
With constant honking at cars and ditches
A mother with tensed shoulders
Squinted eyes
At the edge of her seat

A child with a tight grip
Sitting pillion in her shadow
An anxious hovering bundle

The handles shake
As her hands quiver at every horn
Balancing as though
They were on a wheel
Instead of two

Overtaking them
Or them overtaking
The death bus
A blood red patch of wall
That would close in on them
Anytime
With mindless heads
Oblivious to it all

A second of courage
Where she touches a dead 40km/hour
Plunging them out of danger

A moment of ease
As the school building comes in sight
Delivering her child
From one safe building to another
(So she thinks)

Then a ride back
No rush
No checking of tightly secured arms
Around her girth

Riding was never a favourite activity
How can mom give up on little things she is scared of ?
Her child needs to be in school
On time
Every morning

-suhasini
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#poetry #poem #instapoetry #instapoet #justaride #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety

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JUST A RIDE 🛵

Every morning
Comes the uneasy hour
Of dropping her child to school

Scarcely used quivering scooter
As though it is afirst day on the road
With constant honking at cars and ditches
A mother with tensed shoulders
Squinted eyes
At the edge of her seat

A child with a tight grip
Sitting pillion in her shadow
An anxious hovering bundle

The handles shake
As her hands quiver at every horn
Balancing as though
They were on a wheel
Instead of two

Overtaking them
Or them overtaking
The death bus
A blood red patch of wall
That would close in on them
Anytime
With mindless heads
Oblivious to it all

A second of courage
Where she touches a dead 40km/hour
Plunging them out of danger

A moment of ease
As the school building comes in sight
Delivering her child
From one safe building to another
(So she thinks)

Then a ride back
No rush
No checking of tightly secured arms
Around her girth

Riding was never a favourite activity
How can mom give up on little things she is scared of ?
Her child needs to be in school
On time
Every morning

-suhasini
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#poetry #poem #instapoetry #instapoet #justaride #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety

Swipe left to go right ⬅️➡️

JUST A RIDE 🛵

Every morning
Comes the uneasy hour
Of dropping her child to school

Scarcely used quivering scooter
As though it is afirst day on the road
With constant honking at cars and ditches
A mother with tensed shoulders
Squinted eyes
At the edge of her seat

A child with a tight grip
Sitting pillion in her shadow
An anxious hovering bundle

The handles shake
As her hands quiver at every horn
Balancing as though
They were on a wheel
Instead of two

Overtaking them
Or them overtaking
The death bus
A blood red patch of wall
That would close in on them
Anytime
With mindless heads
Oblivious to it all

A second of courage
Where she touches a dead 40km/hour
Plunging them out of danger

A moment of ease
As the school building comes in sight
Delivering her child
From one safe building to another
(So she thinks)

Then a ride back
No rush
No checking of tightly secured arms
Around her girth

Riding was never a favourite activity
How can mom give up on little things she is scared of ?
Her child needs to be in school
On time
Every morning

-suhasini
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#poetry #poem #instapoetry #instapoet #justaride #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety

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JUST A RIDE 🛵

Every morning
Comes the uneasy hour
Of dropping her child to school

Scarcely used quivering scooter
As though it is afirst day on the road
With constant honking at cars and ditches
A mother with tensed shoulders
Squinted eyes
At the edge of her seat

A child with a tight grip
Sitting pillion in her shadow
An anxious hovering bundle

The handles shake
As her hands quiver at every horn
Balancing as though
They were on a wheel
Instead of two

Overtaking them
Or them overtaking
The death bus
A blood red patch of wall
That would close in on them
Anytime
With mindless heads
Oblivious to it all

A second of courage
Where she touches a dead 40km/hour
Plunging them out of danger

A moment of ease
As the school building comes in sight
Delivering her child
From one safe building to another
(So she thinks)

Then a ride back
No rush
No checking of tightly secured arms
Around her girth

Riding was never a favourite activity
How can mom give up on little things she is scared of ?
Her child needs to be in school
On time
Every morning

-suhasini
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#poetry #poem #instapoetry #instapoet #justaride #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety

TWO AND A HALF WOMEN

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#poem #poetry #twoandahalfwomen #instapet #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram

TWO AND A HALF WOMEN

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TWO AND A HALF WOMEN

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TWO AND A HALF WOMEN

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TWO AND A HALF WOMEN

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TWO AND A HALF WOMEN

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#poem #poetry #twoandahalfwomen #instapet #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram

Earrings, a part of me that stays on.

@avantika__sahni
@ms.chanandler.bong_7
@vidhatrisaxena

The beautiful girls! Thank you so much!! :*

#earrings #myearringobsession #video #shotoniphone #editedoniphone #shotandeditedoniphone