A day behind the lens…

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One of my favorite things to do is to get out of my house and randomly start walking. I find a particularly new kind of excitement stirring up inside me. Hands in my pockets, camera hanging from my neck, walking in the sun with no destination in mind….. Looking and observing the people all around me, I feel detached from this world, looking at this planet through my lens. And there are quite a few specimen to be observed, really! Aunties with their fierce expressions which are maybe just a cover for their hardships, children holding the hands of their parents walking with that innocent gait that says that they are still protected from the big bad world. I reach a school, and the general uproar of after-school greets me, taking me back to my school days. But while my school days remind me of hair in 2 braids and happy smiles on innocent faces, what I see now are girls with their hair open, shirts untucked over small skirts, applying lip-gloss and walking to the nearest cafe to hang out with their friends… I walk behind a group of kids who are teasing a guy about his new relationship. The way they speak about love and relationships baffle me. They are kids in school after all! Not even 20 years of experience in life, and they believe they know all there is to love! I move on, wondering about how much the human psyche has changed. I enter a station and witness a sight that still amazes me. It’s the after-office hours, and the station is crowded with thousands of people bustling about, each in their own world and each hurrying to their destination. The effect of large crowds mesmerize me every time, and I feel as if I’m a part of a large organism moving forward at a slow and leisurely pace… Hopping onto a local train, I look at my surroundings, an assorted motley of people who say so much about themselves without uttering a word. A tired farmer-woman taking her unsold produce some other place to sell, following the same routine for years maybe, trying to fill the stomachs of her children… A businessman, sitting straight and looking outside with his sharp suit and polished shoes, someone who in spite of being wealthy now has not forgotten the struggle it took him to get there. Thousands of government office employees with their weary faces holding onto the handrails overhead, going back home after their 9 to 5 job… I love collecting such stories, thinking about people who surround me and trying to guess their life. I get down at my destination and find myself walking aimlessly again. The sun is about to set and a cool breeze invigorates my soul. I decide to go to the beach.
As I arrive, I see the spectacular sight of the sun drowning in the ocean. I get to work shooting the majestic sun going down! Soon, its twilight, and I’m sitting on the beach tuning out the noise and concentrating on the ocean. The sea has never looked so beautiful as it does during sunset. The sound of the waves lapping at the shore turns me philosophical. I take it all in, the sights, smells and noises of the beach and soon, I’m lost in my thoughts. When I snap out of it, it’s already dark and I realise I have to be back home. I get into a taxi, leaving behind everything but my memories of today. It makes me sad for a while…but then I realise. I still have tomorrow! A new day, a new adventure awaits me! 🙂

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