Back in the early years of my life, when I was a teenager, I used to listen to the song ‘seasons in the sun’ very often. There were lines like…I was the black ship of the family…. May be this song influenced me so much that I became the black ship in real life… to my dad… to my mom…even to my friends. All my attempts to make an established life went in vein. I became the good for nothing to all my
close ones. At time I began to lose confidence I discovered that I can do one thing pretty well. I can take photographs of faces. I can create life in still faces… I can paint in the canvas of faces… I can draw with every wrinkle of a man’s face. I barely know indubitably about myself. But one thing I surely know that I am a dreamer… a true dreamer. And I always after my dreams…try to make the real. Not all comes true. Nonetheless I keep on dreaming. That’s the inspiration of my life…my photography.
