Photographing and Writing must occupy two different planets in the web universe. Realization dawned too late. Photographs taken by these hands don't say much. Sometimes, they don't say anything at all. Sometimes they are saturated with colours of stupidity. Brain colours. But these hands are determined to take photographs that speak. They must. Baby steps and murmurs will graduate to whispers. Hope they start making drawings on walls. Hope they start screaming someday.
3 comments:
Grow your hair.
Only if you go bald ;p
I'll get a buzz cut.
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