What makes up Writings in the Heart ?

To revel in anonymity of Else

can never be the leading way

of knowing your Self ...

Words I believe have always been derived from what we see, imagine and dream about.

When I saw, I captured. When I captured, I could write.

Photography happened to me because I wanted to write about the things I came across since writing was a primordial part of me. 

Also when at the end of the day I would casually go throw the pictures I had taken, I would get strong impulses to write about things I had seen, about beliefs I have explored and the people I had met.

Slowly and gradually, the collection of the pictures  had became a warehouse of stories for me, of real and distant things, of true and false beliefs, of dreams and realities, of everyday life and of beautiful hope that reflected in the smiles of some of the faces I had captured.

So I became deeply attached to the collection of pictures I had on my laptop, or on my cell phone. They were not merely pictures which would get deleted with time. They were taken from life to depict life under the sky which has probably seen ages of life under it.

So that’s how my passion for photography took up and shaped. Though I had inclinations of learning all the technicality of taking professional photographs but I didn’t want to spoil the feel of it. Often when you try to make a passion perfect, you shape and change it. And then the impulsiveness and creativity draws away because we constantly try to make the angle perfect, or the simply we start thinking.

I wanted to be free of thought when I took photographs in a way that would let me capture anything and everything I wanted without putting in efforts to take it perfectly. So I chose to keep it heart-felt and raw.

My first book (The Unspoken Thoughts) that’s why was a tribute to this free will of taking pictures and I complied each one of them with a poem I had written. And there it was my first published picture-poetry book. Also when one would see the picture, they would get the idea behind the words in the poem.

Photography was the sight for my writings. And till now they make me write and would continue to do so. Also when you revel in the nuances of self, you grow. And so does your sight and photography!