The art of taking and processing photographs.

It's not me. It's not you. Nor is it someone we both know.
It's someone standing inside the rain, not feeling weary, not feeling tired. It's someone who wants to live, wants to talk or at least wants a helping hand.
Left like trash on the roadside no one notices him.
He's my picture.
The art and practice of taking sterling, innovative and experimental photographs is achieved, not by following vacuous rules, but to act in accordance with your own sentiments and affection for photography.
I cannot stand the solemn rules, detailed directives and the irrelevant expectations critics and the public have got on practicing artist and designers work.
I say - Shoot. Shoot. Shoot.
May art live forever and may rules be bend.
Books like "Photography for dummies and How to..." has always been too mental for me.
Photography's like jazz. If you don't understand it in the first place - you probably never will.

I shot my family. I shot my noisy laptop. I shot my telephone that always rings when I don't want it to. I shot my friends who loves and hates me. I shot myself making sure that I was looking good.
Photographs are forever.
And how they all cry.
They cry for the moon
But the man inside the rain - He burns.
Oh how he burns, burn burns.