The End

The Story Ends something like this. I have always loved photography, right from my childhood. Though i never really got to try my hands on it until 1 years back from now. Given the fact that my Grand Father was a professional photographer i assume he must have had some influence on me ( none that i remember though ). I come from a "middle class" family which implies everything apart from food, water, shelter and education is considered to be luxury. So at no point could i ask my parents to buy me a camera. Then came a day, my uncle who lived on the top floor ( yeah you got it right "Upper Middle Class") traveled to Singapore ( yeah that was USA back then Not USA). You see as a kid i was fascinated by stars ,planets and ever thing above 60 thousand miles (don't ask me if i am not fascinated now coz i am still a kid in many aspects so it still applies) . So after a prolonged debate and discussion at the House (Senate) my father passed the bill that he would allocate 1000Rs ($20) towards my telescope that I had always wanted to get. He telephoned my uncle and spent 20 Min's explaining what a telescope was . How I wished I could just erase the next 30 days. I had these weird dreams of my uncle returning back the next day with a telescope earlier than scheduled coz they dropped a nuke on Singapore (all tat mattered then was he got back early with a telescope). Finally the day came and so did my uncle and with him he also brought my old friend Disappointment. As it makes sense to me now 1000 Rs wasn't sufficient to get a device which lets you see beyond the dark blue skies. But then there was a consolation, he did get something which i dint really know if i liked at that point. He got me a camera a point and shoot film camera. Though I was glad he got a camera I was disappointed that he couldn't get me a telescope. The problem with a film camera is that the expense doesn't stop with the camera. There is film cost and then there is negative development cost and then of course the cost to get those artfully taken awful pictures printed. Which meant days of mucking around with the camera taking all possible shots with innovative set up with out the film. Which was cool of course for the first few weeks but then soon the camera would sit in the locker for a long hibernation. I did take a few pictures once in awhile some turned out good some i couldn't explain some funny some sad and some weird but all expensive given the budget I had. Time doesn't stop for anyone including me so i grew up with my friends Shyness , Laziness , Disappointment , Discipline ( Oh he is not my friend anymore I fought with him long back). I finally got a job and things changed, like most of my classmates I traveled to USA earned money and once I had enough I got my self a DSLR finally I could do what I wanted to, what I liked. I loved my Camera with all my heart. But then the story doesn't end with "And they lived together happily every after " rather it turned out to be a bad marriage . We would have great time together once in a while but then it was an unhappy union I spent less time with her. Its almost a year past now. So here I stand, I want to get rid of all the bad company I have been with. I want to love what I do. I want to respect what I have. I want to learn. I want to have fun. The first step towards all this is to make new friends and the first new friend I made today is "MyRGB". Every one is invited on this journey towards better youself. So here "The Story Begins".