I’m tired of all these stars.
Winter is coming.
Test shots with my new camera. The original Canon 5D and Nikkor 50mm f/1.4.
So in love.
Snippets from a short trip to Panam and surroundings, at Sonargaon.
I miss it so much. Its almost like missing a person. The feel of the shutter. The pain of focusing manually at something that shall be an approximate mark of where you’re going to be. The happiness at creating something that shall may be found to be utterly pointless by many, but for yourself holds all the meaning of the world. I miss the feeling of imagining a photograph in all its glory and yet perhaps actually creating something more magical and glorious. I miss the whole package.
I may sound like a ranting teenager with a utterly sad pathetic life, and I am in no way that. I like to think of myself as a lucky and happy girl, and yet there are moments like this where I pray to God to make it through the day. And thats where photography helped. It was like a personal hideout. My own palace of magic and sparkles.
And I might have lost it.
I’ve lost the drive. The passion. The whole point of it all.
And I miss it.
More than a person.
I miss it.
Bubbles @ Old Dhaka !
that awkward moment you find your old flickr photos reblogged around in Tumblr.
Btw, this photograph is taken in Dhaka, Bangladesh .. not India.
Sights and Colors from Durga Puja 2014 @ Shakharibazar, Old Dhaka.
The last photograph is all my friends who tagged along having a hell load of fun blowing bubbles in public.
Camera courtesy of my friend Amlin.
Nikon D90 + 35mm f/1.8 + VSCO
vividvagueness asked: You have wonderful, touching photographes. I especially liked your self-portraits. Keep up the good work :).
Thank you so much. :)