World Photography Day. [Kashyapnimisha] How many of you remember the first time you clicked a photo? Clicking photos in “Auto” mode and falling in love with each image captured is the first phase of photography and I am sure everyone must have gone through this phase. I started photography with my mobile phone (Nokia C5-03). I used to love all the photos clicked from that phone. Next, I switched to Apple’s iPhone 5C. Switching from a Symbian 5 MP camera to an iOS 8 MP camera, with other differences including resolution, display, and other things, was a great change.
My photography life was going good with mobile photography. People around me would ask me to take pictures that would make me feel proud. And then one day my company decided to send me to Cambridge, UK for 3 weeks. I was excited but my teammate, who was also going with me, said “Buy a DSLR, Cambridge is a beautiful place and you will regret clicking it with your phone”. I, anyway, wanted to buy a DSLR but never knew which one and what should I buy. All thanks to that teammate of mine who helped me in gaining knowledge about DSLR, how to hold a DSLR, where to focus, what to click.
The moment I disclosed the news of buying a DSLR to my parents, their first reaction was “such an expensive camera”. And then the questions followed – what will you do with a DSLR, buy a point and shoot camera, come home we will buy you a nice and cheap camera. But somehow I managed to convince them for an expensive camera. But trust me, my Canon 700D was cheaper than my iPhone.
Anyway, my experiment with a DSLR started 4 years ago in Cambridge, UK in “Auto” mode. I am still learning and trying to get better each day. But now, I rarely click in Auto mode.
Do share your journey in photography with me in the comment below.
Dr. Tirath S. Sehmbhi from Punjab, young, dynamic and 67. All I know about him is that he is in London for the past 45 years or may be more. He did his studies from Imperial College, London University. He works at my client’s site. I had heard a lot about him from my other colleagues who keep visiting the client’s site. Now that I am at the client’s site, I met him. When you see someone in the foreign land from the same country as you are from, you feel connected. I was also feeling connected to this Uncle and may be the uncle was also feeling the same. He is senior at the work place so ideally I should call him by his name i.e. Tirath or “Sir” but I call him uncle. He is not talkative but, yes, he has lot of stories to tell, and, sadly, no one to listen them. “I am more patriotic than anyone living in India”, his favourite dialogue, he keeps telling us. I have never questioned his patriotism and don’t have any intention to do that.
It’s my second week in Cambridge. I went office on my usual time. At lunch time, I asked him if he would join me. It has become a routine now to ask him. Without a fail he would reply, “Beta main to lunch ghar se laata hu”. Today he saw I didn’t have lunch with me he asked me before I could ask him, “Beta ji aapka lunch kidhar hai”. I told him I keep fast on Tuesdays, and, therefore I didn’t bring lunch with me. To which he asked me if I take fruits. I told him that I do take fruits but forgot to bring it today. He offered me his fruit bowl which he would take after his lunch daily. I was a little embarrassed. I didn’t know what to say him. I was quiet for a moment, then I said I had fruits in the morning, thanks anyway. On that he said “le lo beta, isi bahane mujhe yaad to karoge”.I took the fruit bowl, said thank you and I went.
Even if he had not offered his fruit bowl, then also, he would have been remembered always. It’s hard to forget someone that you know you’ll remember always. 🙂
Sardar ji Uncle will always be remembered for his kindness, stories and of course fruit bowl.