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Alld/meerut, U.P., India
ミ★ι'м ηт α ρяƒ¢т gяℓ. ι ѕριℓℓ тнιηgѕ α ℓσт.ι'м ρяєттソ ¢ℓυмѕソ.... мソ ƒяη∂ѕ & ι ѕσмєтιмєѕ ƒι8 αη∂ мαソвє ѕσмє ∂αソѕ ησтнιηg gσєѕ яι8...вυт ωнєη ι тнιηк αвσυт ιт αη∂ тαкє α ѕтєρ вα¢к ι яємємвєя нσω αмαzιηg ℓιƒє тяυєℓソ ιѕ & נυѕт мαソвє ι ℓιкє вєιηg "мє".... ★彡

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Clicking Pictures!



Let loose...
 Remember some of the greatest joys
 come from the small things in life;
 Laugh, Smile, AND Take Pictures!  ":)

Usually when we're bored or a place in day-to-day in homes, in car, bus or on long trips many people choose to spend time by watching  movie, listening songs, chatting, but I  prefer to take pictures of places which I passed by.
I like to cherish moments and  keep it with me forever. As they are treasure for me. 
When I saw Camera first time I found going through each picture was an unbelievable moment for me it reminded what had happened at that time.
Memory:
I still remember the pic where I was dressed in school uniform .... It was a cold morning and it reminds me that me and my brothers were dressed up and were waiting for school bus .... then suddenly Papa came up  with a crazy idea.... that was a camera in his hand he took the snap.
Look, I'm not an intellectual - I just take pictures.

The camera can photograph my thought and it has now become my hobby. The best part is this that there are no rules for good photographs, there are only good photographs. Photography to the amateur is recreation, to the professional it is work, and hard work too, no matter how pleasurable it my be. A picture tells its own story, shaped by the mood or insights of the person you are at the time you see it. It becomes layered with the past and the present. 
Usually I'm always keep mentally photographing everything as practice as a photograph can be a portrait painted by the sun.
As I have practiced it, photography produces pleasure by simplicity. I see something special and show it to the camera. 
A picture is produced. The moment is held until someone sees it.Clicking pictres is an art of observation. It's about finding something interesting in an ordinary place... I've found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them. It takes no great powers or magic to reproduce somebody's face in a photograph. When you find yourself beginning to feel a bond between yourself and the people you photograph, when you laugh and cry with their laughter and tears, you will know you are on the right track. The magic is in seeing people in new ways. I wish more people felt that photography was an adventure the same as life itself and felt that their individual feelings were worth expressing. Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever... it remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything. It's weird that photographers spend years or even a whole lifetime, trying to capture moments that added together, don't even amount to a couple of hours. If a photograph looks perishable we say, "Gee, I'm glad I have that moment." 
Some photographers take reality...and impose the domination of their own thought and spirit. Others come before reality more tenderly and a photograph to them is an instrument of love and revelation.
When I say I want to photograph someone, what it really means is that I'd like to know them. Anyone I know I photograph.I take photographs with love, so I try to make them art objects. But I make them for myself first and foremost - that is important.

 ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

"Kaid kar lu mein tujhko.
teri parchai ko hi sahi.

Yaadein ko sanjon kar
Tasveer hi sahi 
Yeh pal hi to hai.
Jo meethe yadein bankar
mere dil mein sanjoyi hai" 
                                -Pooja    

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