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Book Review: *Finding Feathers - A Bird Book* by Ajay Monga

“One must have a passion for small things, for it is in the details that the beauty of life truly resides.”

In *Finding Feathers*, Ajay Monga invites us into a world where nature’s most delicate creatures take center stage. This stunning photographic compendium offers a glimpse into the beauty and grace of birds, each frame capturing a fleeting moment of life in the wild.

Monga’s journey into bird photography began unexpectedly in 2014, during a visit to Jim Corbett National Park. It was here that he fell in love with the vibrant, feathered inhabitants of the park. This newfound passion led him to various locations, including Landour, Rishikesh, and New Delhi, where he documented the diverse bird species that crossed his path.

 


The book is a testament to Monga’s patience and dedication. Each photograph is a labor of love, showcasing the intricate details and vibrant colors of the birds he encountered. The images are more than just pictures; they are stories of resilience, survival, and the quiet beauty of nature.


*Finding Feathers* is not just for bird enthusiasts but for anyone who appreciates the tranquility of nature. The photographs evoke a sense of peace and wonder, reminding us of the delicate balance that exists in the natural world. The book also includes a beautiful foreword by Varsha Kripalani, adding a personal touch to this already intimate collection.

Ajay Monga, known for his poetic flair in Urdu and Hindi, brings the same sensitivity to his photography. His images capture the essence of each bird, portraying them as sentient beings with their own unique personalities. This book is more than a collection of bird photos; it’s a celebration of life, a call to appreciate the small wonders that often go unnoticed.

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