Sajeesh Rajendran

When the Tree Loves the Sky…!

Framed in: Love stories unfold across the world, reminding us that life is still filled with warmth and beauty. The sharing of hearts, the embrace of a hug, and the tender dampness of a kiss all reaffirm that living on this earth isn’t as mundane as it sometimes seems. When a tree falls in love with the sky, the impossible becomes possible.

The steadfast, grounded tree stretches its branches wide, yearning toward the cool blue sky, where dreamy clouds float effortlessly. They are worlds apart, seemingly incompatible. Society doesn’t see them as a perfect match, and naturally, doubts arise about whether they could ever truly be together. But no force on earth can keep them apart, except perhaps their own fears or doubts. For two hearts in love, boundaries dissolve, and nothing else matters but the connection they share. That’s the essence of the old saying, “Love is blind.”

But what happens when there’s discord between those two hearts? A kiss—a warm, tender kiss full of affection—can heal any rift. It’s the simplest yet most profound way to bridge the gap and rekindle the spark of love. Let the tree kiss the sky, erasing all differences and coming together despite the odds. Kissing away the blues might just restore the magic of affection that brings them closer.

This should inspire everyone to reconnect with their loved ones, reviving the lost charm of romance that often fades in the monotony of daily life. Let’s make this world a paradise, for only love has the power to turn any hell into a heaven!

 

Framed out: This photograph is part of my series titled Nostalgic Mornings. For me, mornings are the most magical time of any day. There’s something deeply comforting in watching the darkness gradually give way to light, with the gentle sound of birds chirping in the background. Sipping a hot cup of tea, reading the newspaper, and sitting on the balcony while enjoying the cool morning breeze—mornings are truly romantic, a time I wouldn’t trade for anything. The coziness they offer is something to be savored to the fullest.

For a photographer, mornings are brimming with opportunities. The soft, golden rays of the sun, gently slanting across the landscape, bring out a unique beauty in everything they touch. I’m always drawn to pack my gear and set off on early-morning adventures, chasing those perfect moments. This shot was born from one such expedition.

The silhouette of a tree against a clear blue sky, with wisps of clouds delicately scattered around, was an irresistible scene for my lens. Captured with my Yashica FX3, the diagonal tilt of the tree brings a sense of movement and energy to the frame. It’s one of my personal favorites—a picture that’s as romantic as it is visually striking. The blend of simplicity and elegance in this shot makes it a timeless piece in my collection.

 

Grey Frames: “Kissing is a means of getting two people so close together that they can’t see anything wrong with each other.” Rene Yasenek


Beyond Frames: This dedication is special. This is for some one who made me dream the same dream many a times in a day! For the angel who made me believe a tree can love the sky and kisses are the magical remedy for any drifts between two hearts! Its for you.. on this special day.. to make it more special… kisses and love…

Rain Drops.. Kissing My Heart..

Framed in: The word ‘Rain’ evokes a joy that’s hard to compare. There’s something magical about how every rain carries with it a bundle of emotions, commitments, and memories. That first drop gives us the illusion that it’s here to stay, as if the rain will be eternal. But, as with all things, it eventually fades, leaving behind traces of both joy and melancholy.

After the rain stops, the world undergoes a subtle transformation. Birds dance on treetops that still cling to lingering droplets; walls display intricate, accidental designs left behind by dampness; paths wait eagerly with puddles, inviting children to jump and splash; and the earth releases a fresh, inviting fragrance. Yet, what stands out the most are those delicate droplets clinging to leaves, barbed wires, and blades of grass—like tears that refuse to let go of the rain. They don’t realize that every rain must eventually end, leaving behind only traces of what once was.

But in this moment, I find myself in the midst of a drizzle—not of rain, but of love and warmth that’s gently soaking my soul. I can’t help but wish that this drizzle, this tender rain that kisses my heart, could stay forever.

Framed out:  This shot was taken during the final days of my stay in Munnar. It was a lazy Sunday with nothing planned, so my colleague Arun K. Nair and I decided to visit Rajamalai, a world-renowned wildlife sanctuary famous for the Nilgiri Thar. Visitors are usually allowed only up to a certain point, but since the KDHP (Kannan Devan Hill Plantation) has an estate beyond that, and the assistant manager there was a friend, we got special access to explore further. It was like stepping into heaven. The landscapes were mesmerizing, and to make it even more perfect, we had the company of rain! My camera couldn’t stay idle—I ended up shooting almost two rolls of film.

One of my favorite shots from that day was this image of a dripping barbed wire. It took quite a bit of effort to frame it just right. Arun would always tease me for getting caught up in such details, calling it one of my eccentricities, but he was always there to support my creative quirks, no matter how odd they seemed. Thanks for being my partner in crime, comrade!

This picture was captured with my Yashica FX3, and it remains a cherished memory of that magical day in Munnar.

Grey Frames: Anyone who says sunshine brings happiness has never danced in the rain. An Argentinean Proverb.

Sparkling Romantic Red….

Framed in: In love, nothing quite compares to the magic of a red rose. No substitute can replicate the deep symbolism of red roses and kisses. The lingering dampness of sweet kisses and the dry remnants of red roses given by her are etched in my fading memories. Romance is an extraordinary feeling that touches everyone, a basic necessity that enhances the beauty of life.

When you gaze into her eyes, the world seems to stop—the earth’s rotation, the passing of day and night, the ticking of time, and the changing seasons all fade away. Love turns everything upside down, making the world appear more vibrant and beautiful.

Though I am no longer in love, the sight of passion flowers still stirs a longing for those romantic days. I reminisce about walking in the rain with her, being kissed under the cover of night, embraced in the shade of trees, and the scent of her skin reminiscent of baby cream. I recall writing love letters and arguing over trivial matters. In love, the impact of a red rose is unparalleled; nothing else can match its significance and allure.

 

Framed Out: Those college days were filled with romance and fun. It was an auspicious day during my second year of undergrad, following an event—perhaps the inauguration of the literary club, where I had been elected as General Secretary. After the function, as I descended from the auditorium, I was just joking around when a junior approached me with a bouquet of red roses. (I swear, there was nothing else to it!) She simply wanted to congratulate me on the occasion.

Her hands, holding the roses, looked so charming that I had an idea. With my Nikon FM10 loaded with Kodak 200 film, I asked her to hold the bouquet against the white walls of the classroom. The result was a picture that, with a touch of digital manipulation, transformed into a beautiful frame—almost like a postcard. Though the image may seem cliché, it still captures the essence of a romantic moment shared with someone special.

Grey Frames: If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I’d be picking roses for a lifetime.Swedish Proverb

Through out… Till the end….

Framed in :  Life is a constant wait. From the moment we are born, waiting becomes an inseparable part of us. As children, we wait for our mom’s caring hugs and our dad’s sweet pecks. We wait for buses, exam results, and countless other things. When the hormones start to stir and we meet the right person, we wait for them to become a part of our lives. Every wait carries hope.

But there are also waits with no definite hopes, and yet… As my friend once wrote to me, “Ella kaathirippinu pinnilum oru pratheekshayundavum. Pratheekshayillaatha kaathirippinu pakshe oru sukhamund!” (Every wait has hope, but even a wait without hope has its own pleasure!) Certain relationships are like that. Even though the hopes and expectations of being together are faint, the mind still waits, without any hope but with love that persists. Can this love remain eternal even if separation is inevitable? Let’s wait and see.

In essence, what is life? It is nothing but a wait for death from the day we are born. She is also waiting for him, hoping that one day he will come and embrace her.

Framed out : I don’t have an exact date for when this photo was taken, but it was in my second-year classroom, so it must have been around 2004. I remember that day well. We had just returned from a tiring trip and were relaxing in the classroom. Suddenly, I noticed her (my classmate) standing in the doorway, looking as though she was waiting for someone. Her melancholy expression caught my attention. Intrigued, I snapped the photo with my Yashica FX3 without her knowledge. I think she liked the picture!

Grey Frames :  Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.”   Paulo Coelho.

 Beyond Frames : For all those who are waiting for something endlessly.. (I know a quite a few people now!). Keep faith… The hopes will be delivered.. So wait with happiness!!! 

Romantic Mornings….

 

Framed in:  Dreams are boundless, slipping in and out like whispers in the night. For me, they are overwhelmingly romantic—woven with passion and longing. I find solace in these solitary journeys through enchanting landscapes, where each step feels like a seductive invitation to dream. I imagine walking hand in hand with someone special, wandering through lush, mystical greenery, sharing breaths and dreams as we move toward the horizon. And if rain accompanies us, it feels like a perfect addition to the magic. Yet, often these paths are walked alone. There’s no one to intertwine fingers with or share the rhythm of a heartbeat. These paths are my dreams—lonely but endlessly hopeful, leading me toward a realm of infinite possibility, where every step is a step toward love.

Framed out: This photo is part of my series titled “Nostalgic Mornings,” which I created for an academic assignment. Capturing the early hours of the morning has always been a passion of mine. So, when given the chance to choose a topic for the assignment, I didn’t hesitate—mornings were the perfect choice. The romantic, serene, and cool blue mornings inspired me. I packed my kit and ventured to the Nilgiri mountain ranges to capture the essence of dawn. The series turned out beautifully, showcasing the richness of the morning light and the freshness of the early rays. This particular shot was taken with my Yashica FX3 and FX7 lens. These photos are my pathways to dreams, reflecting the tranquility and allure of the early morning hours.

Grey Frames: “The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.” – Rumi

Beyond Frames: This post is dedicated to some one who has led me to the discovery of the best Music I can ever hear! Who has taught me the meaning of the smileys! Some one who dreams to make my dreams a reality; to walk in rain with the fingers crossed… rains with pearls and crystals… who has taught me “if there is a reason to love, there is a reason for life and beyond!”.. Who always keeps on telling me “certain relationships come without a tag!”  For her magic ragas of love and affection! Yes it is for you… just for you…