yess, I had an impression for photography. But then aperture, shutter speed.etc.., were not my cup of tea, but just “the camera and clicks”. Realized my passion, nurtured it and started chasing it, which in duecourse left an indelible imprint in me. “Why should’n my PASSION itself be my PROFESSION???” –voice of my instinct. Setting on fire, it is this passion + professionalism has driven me all wa
y here with the proud title “proffesional photographer” . Still am a learner in the field with the endless quest for photography for to seek perfection in all I seek and click. My vision :
to produce gilt-edged snaps –‘ne plus ultra’ photography. Not an ‘itty-bitty’ detail escape my shutter. They add class and awe to my snaps which could speak well to all our senses- all that is unseen, unsaid, unexpressed feelings. More than a best camera, I believe, I have a best desire to capture incredibly incredible shots of incredible events with the creative eye. Frankly speaking, in recent days, loosing a phone/ hard disk/ memory chip is more dramatic than loosing the virginity. Offcourse, its quite unendurable, when the entire passel of mixed emotions and memories – surprise, wonder, awe, joy, sadness, craziness- all caught and locked up in a case so called – "THE PICTURE GALLERY" is forever gone. Here, I strongly say that ‘ Photographs are blessing in disguise’. Photographs are our personal story, a timeline of our lives filled with faces and places that we love; the ceremonies of birth and birthdays, marriages and anniversaries, holidays and trips. The hundreds of images come together to form a narrative of our lives. This constant desire to distil our precious moments of today to nourish our souls for tommorrow, which is indeed be passed over as a legacy for the generations to come – this accentuates the incredible role of photography in our lives. In that case, our photographers deserve credits and so do I . What is more heavenly a sight than a man falling on his knees with a bunch of red velvet flowers for his lady love? What is more divine than a child’s infancy? What is more serene a sight than a placid lake, tranquil seas, and the arcadian antiquity? What is more blissful than a wedlock scene with all angels up there dropping blessing notes?? What is more pleasing a sight for a groom than his coy lady at her nuptial hours? I do boast attimes, for I do something to make happy couples celebrate their connubial bliss in their walk of life. If these moments are believed to be superlative , they are worth ceased to be cherished for timeless geity. In that case, I deserve a pat. Yes, I “Say Cheeese” to those lovely moments which missed, passes unremarkably. I cleverly click my shutter to lock those candids up to the treasure trove. Photographs outlive all ages. And so is the craft, craftmanship and craftsmen.
