STUDIO KCT

The drones have taken up the Gen z by storm, the recent release about the new ones has been the talk of the town! Let's see what they're up to and how different they're from each other.  First, even if they are alike in portability, the latter has built-in Camera, the former is designed to work with several GoPRO cameras.  Given that, both of these multi-rotors are portable, but how portable are they? The Mavic has the edge! Both of them use a folding design to make them easy to carry around, but Mavic is lighter and folds down as small as a bottle of water! Karma, will however when folded will fit into a backpack, making it much smaller and lighter than the wrongly called drones. Okay, the features! There's the stabilizer which should make for some impressive footage, comes with a 90 degree range of motion and moves on three axes, in both of them. Most importantly flight specs, Karma tops out at 35 mph with a range of 1km and altitude of  4,500 m. Mavic is far more...

Not all people are anachronic, are they? Here is one such woman. We kneel down to get to know her, drawn by her huge wrinkles and grey hairs covering her crown head. Her name seems to be quite unusual, after a second confirmation we conclude that it is "Paathi Muthu" wondering why she is covering head with towel, we proceed. She has been living here in Kasthuri Garden under Shanthi Ashram care for nearly 10 to 11 years. She says and we quote, "Its been quite a long period here. We do not have any source of income, couldn't find one. My husband is no more, it's been fourteen years. My fourty year old son is unemployed like any other people here, making both ends meet is nearly impossible yet I thrive to", She 'sobs' not knowing how to react, we calmly wait.. sobbing turns a bitter cry.. after, she managed to continue "I deeply moan that there are no male members to backup the family, these two girls are of age 25 one is dumb and another is s...

Photowalk..!To experience the colours of life, breathing through the scorching sun, we move to the floristry of Coimbatore - 'The Poo Market!' at around 6.45, just when the sun peeps out mildly spreading the warmth, the market widens like a valley of flowers, we were deeply stricken by the less likely ambience. Managing to withhold by the incense stick's smell, we proceed and in a corner we came  across this old woman, in her late 80's sitting on the raised surface of that very small banana hammock store. She cuts it to neat, clean slices ready to be sold. Her white hair set loose and her only tooth protruding every time she grins. Finding her intriguing, we get set to know about her. She smiles fondly, without any reluctance she moves in with us.She says 'its been 55 years since I moved to this place,I was raised up in Selvapuram'. We stare,'Oh 55 years!' we presume that this work should have been carried out by her even in Selvapuram. She then continue...