Alistair & Grandparents: Play time!

Alistair is blessed with not just a wonderful set of parents, but also an amazing set of grandparents.


Whenever his grandparents visit him from Singapore, Alistair and his grandparents never fail to have loads of fun!




Amidst all that fun though are the beautiful little things that bring me so much joy to capture… the passing glances of unbridled love…



the hands that are seasoned with the knowledge of loving and protecting…


and quite simply the blanket of warmth and affection the grandparents effortlessly envelope the little one with.


Suffice it is to say that I truly enjoyed photographing this wonderful trio.



Special mention of course goes to the duo who slog day and night, ensuring Alistair has the brightest possible future. You guys rock!



Mirna & Family: Joy is Contagious

Mirna is without a doubt one of the most vibrant mothers I have come across. She has an amazing reservoir of energy. When she is with her daughters it is truly a sight to behold. I imagine one would find it very difficult to avert their eyes from all the fun and joy that naturally unfold in their presence.


I think one of the hardest traits to acquire is a sense of complete comfort in one’s own skin. Once acquired though it is by far the most captivating trait one can hope to possess.


When one looks at this family, love simply shines through. In the way they blend beautifully together…



in the father’s adoration for his little girls…


and in all the little things that are naturally too wonderful to miss.

DSC_0214One realises that joy is contagious when one is in their presence.




Lindsay, Paul & Baby Hazel: ‘Totally Owning It’

About two months ago, when I checked in with Paul as to how fatherhood was treating him, he said he was ‘totally owning it’. A week ago when I met his beautiful family for a beach photoshoot I knew that he meant every word, though I must say Lindsay seemed to have it a little more together than Paul did! 😉 Between them I know they are going to raise a wonderful daughter.



Hazel is lucky to have a set of parents who smother her with love and affection.

Parents who will stand by her side when she takes her first steps.

A daughter’s first love is her dad, the man who will (over)protect her but at the same time allow her to have it her way every time.



It is her mother though who will teach her to be thoughtful, kind, confident and independent, very much in the mother’s own image.


Throw in many other relatives and loved ones who will spoil her rotten and she is quite the little beach princess alright!


When Joy Becomes You

Lately I have been spending a fair amount of time photographing others either in their moments of genuine joy or in the very least, moments of their pretend-joy.

Whilst I was doing this, I had an epiphany. I realised that the more I tried capturing the joy in others in an effort to pass the photographic documentation of the same to them to use and cherish, the lighter I felt. In fact, after about two weeks of doing this every single day I started experiencing a warm, fuzzy, floaty feeling inside. I find it easier to laugh these days. I find that things that used to frustrate and annoy me endlessly have begun bothering me less. I find that I have become readier to embrace a ‘live and let live’ frame of mind.

That is when it struck me that there is so much truth in Ralph Waldo Emerson’s saying that ‘a man is what he thinks about all day long‘. Quite simply, the more I pursue joy, the more joy has become me. Now, isn’t that the most wonderful thing in the world?


Hannah & Baby Zakariya: Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

I had the opportunity to capture a few brief moments of new Mummy joy for a friend a few days ago.

When I looked at this adorable duo through my lens, I heard in my mind Emily Dickinson’s poem:

“Hope is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul,

And sings the tune without the words,

And never stops at all.”


Oh how much we hope for the little ones we hold in our arms and how we hope that they are always happy even when we know such is not the nature of things in this world. After all, hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all.


Shweta & Baby Aria: Becoming a World

One of the most endearing things to behold in life is the miracle of how a woman transforms immediately from someone who lives for herself into someone who lives for another tiny little human being.


In my experience nursing is waiting. The mother becomes the background against which the baby lives, becomes time. I used to exist against the continuity of time. Then I became the baby’s continuity, a background of ongoing time for him to live against. I was the warmth and milk that was always there for him. My body, my life, became the landscape of my son’s life. I am no longer merely a thing living in the world, I am a world.” – Sarah Manguso, ‘Ongoingness’


Reaching Out Into Within

Ever felt like the one thing that you spend the most time on or you think most defines you (be it a job or a role you play in your life) does not truly resonate with who you are within? Well to put it succinctly, that is the story of my life.

I am a lawyer by profession, or rather, that is what I thought most defined me until last year. Last year I became a mother to a gorgeous little boy and since then I have not been the same. It was then that I realised what I thought most defined me as a person became a thing of the past the minute I laid eyes on my son. In that moment I understood the fleeting, transitory nature of life. It dawned upon me that life is not a moment caught in time but rather an ongoing journey of continuous personal development and growth and that you are never the same person you were yesterday.

This realisation firstly made me want to photographically document every moment spent with my son and my amazing husband, who has been my pillar of strength for the longest time. A second manner in which I document the moments in my life is through my writing. Going back to the things I wrote a decade ago almost feels like I have stepped into a time machine.

I yearn to capture moments not because I want to live in those moments but because I feel like once a moment is thus captured I am free to leave that moment behind as life demands me to do, and fully embark upon the next adventure it has in store for me. Strangely enough, capturing the moments I most enjoy through my writing and photography frees me up to live my life in the present without looking back and to fully embrace the ongoingness of life.

In a nutshell, this is my life (for now): I am a mother, a wife, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a lawyer, a budding lifestyle photographer, a writer, a voracious reader, a passionate cook, an art enthusiast, a constant traveller, a Truthist (yes, this is a thing), a TED-addict and so much more. I have realised that only when I reach out into myself to discover and breathe life into all aspects of me and to tap into all my multi-potentialities do I feel truly free and at peace with myself. Happiness is not out there. Happiness is within. Happiness is an inside job. Happiness is the way.

I would like to take this opportunity to thank all of you for being a part of my life’s ongoing tapestry, which has been made richer because of all of you.

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I can’t smile without you two.