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A Moment In the Mind of a cynical photographer

She watches you as your eyes stop smiling. She watches as the slightest crease in your brow comes and goes away, as though it was never there. She watches your hands stiffen as they hold hers’. She watches as you both fidget with the clothing that you are wearing. She does this everyday, this waiting, while her clients prepare themselves for their best shot. She takes power in this watching. Framing your life with her lens.

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She watches this while you smile for her camera, waiting for her to snap the emotion you never felt, in pictures, to immortalize it, so you can instagram it as they call it these days and show it to the world. She watches your ‘broken images’ editing them to perfection, till she ‘makes’ you ‘happy’. And you let her…

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SuperBowl: Tribute to Creative Minds in less than 30 Seconds

As much as it is the moment of truth between two great teams, it is also the time to create icons, images, emotions, brands that become a part of a culture and everyday lives.  Here is to the great creative minds who have and will successfully penetrate our minds with their on your face, out of the box and subliminal messages which will have the audiences buzzing yet again…

 

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Above Pic From:http://obamapacman.com/2011/02/super-bowl-time-machine-3-apple-ads/apple-computer-runner-1984-super-bowl-ad/


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On Goodbyes and See You Laters

It is always hard for me to say goodbye, and so I tend to stick to ‘see you later’ in my mind for the people I love. I found it ironic when the thought of goodbye popped in my mind for my first post in my new blog. But perhaps, it was that “ see you later” I was clinging on to…

In our last visit, my grandfather told us to lead our life in a way so when we leave, our life can act as a guide to lost souls who are trapped in their thoughts/journey to help them move forward. He was quoting a poem, I can’t quite recall my memory not being as sharp as his at 95. I digress, the point is he told us that on the last day of our visit and he was/is inspiring. Perhaps I will never remember the exact quote, but I will never forget the meaning behind it. And when I next say goodbye to a loved one I want them to know…

I will remember their smiles and their weird laughs

I will remember that random story that connected us

I will remember their madness

I will remember their quirks

I will remember sunlit afternoons

I will remember paper boats and storms

I will perhaps even faintly remember the lines on their hands

I may not remember all the words exchanged between us but I will remember their heart, and no matter how far the distance in time or in miles that pass between us,  to their heart I shall say “ See you later” …

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