Life through a lens

She flinched when I crept up near her. Those eyes, they spoke. They seemed haunted, disturbed but they spoke and I listened. I couldnt make the pain go away, but I could capture the trauma, and cherish it, as something beautiful.

Photography is not only a career option. It is music fpr the eyes. The everyday things we see, which cant be explained, which touch us, which move us, which stir such emotions that they cant be explained on paper, are explained with the sound of the shutter. It is captured.

I will add though that I am no perfectionist when it comes to photography. I have seen others who excel at the field, leaving everyone around them awestruck. But you see, each one of us who believe in the field, are at the same level. We are one. We perceive everything from a different angle.

From a tyre swing, to a dried leaf on the cemented floor, from a chuckle to the sight of dawn, from dried petals, to hands held, everything through the lens, is worth cherishing. A photo holds the power of emotions. What seems worth ignoring, through a camera, comes to life, as something so aesthetic, so lively, we are surprised how it could possibly be ignored.

I am short of words, because the feeling in itself is hard to describe. I am an amateur now, but I dream to be some one big in the field.

Till then, let the pictures talk for you. And respond when they do.