Here, I share what I see through my lens: landscapes that speak, stories that matter, and glimpses of life that often go unnoticed. Mine began in a small home, as the second son in a family grounded in simple values and quiet strength. Like many untold stories, mine wasn’t shaped by privilege, but by opportunity, perseverance, and a sense of purpose. It started in secondary school, when my father
asked me to assist a relative contesting in local elections. I didn’t know then that saying yes would introduce me to computers, and later, lead me to work as a personal driver to a newly elected Member of the Legislative Assembly. I served him for three years, completing my graduation along the way. When that chapter ended, I returned home—unsure of the next step but drawn to something more creative. I began exploring photography and storytelling, finding beauty in everyday life. My background was humble, but my dreams weren't. I moved to Delhi with a friend to earn and support my family, but after a year, I realized the work didn’t align with who I was or what I believed in. Back home, a phone call changed everything. A driver I had once met during my MLA days told me about an opening in the District Administration office. I was invited in and appointed directly by the Deputy Commissioner as his driver. Within six months, I was also made a Computer Assistant under the Rural Development and Panchayati Raj Department (RD&PR), where I now manage both technical and field work. Through it all, I’ve continued to learn—programming, writing, photography, and storytelling. These are not just skills, but tools to tell the kind of stories that often go unheard. This page, Untold Story, is a space to share those journeys—mine and others like me—rooted in reality, shaped by resilience, and fueled by purpose. Because some of the most powerful stories are the ones no one tells.
“Dream big, start low, and rise with purpose.”
