3 vintage blue label’s on the rocks, and the urge to write this hot sultry and sticky April night is rather strong. Weird fishes plays on repeat, Radiohead croons for the 34th day on the trot.

My head and mind roll slow, I am tired but I cant sleep, like always I lie awake, musing about the unknown, tripping on the same song.

Spent the evening discussing plans to get to PNG to shoot the cannibals, honestly I am not sure if I will make it, but the prospect of having discussed has me quite excited.

A month, out in the open, with the stars as my ceiling and the earth as my bed, my cameras and me, has me super excited,

Why?

I believed, I could change the world, I believed I could make a difference, I believed that I could make this world a wee bit more sane. Sadly I also believed the lies, the deception, the farce.

On that hot and sunny day in Kabul when I sat a meter away from the landmine, my life changed, I had this to say when asked what happened that day? “i guess when you sit a metre away from a land mine in a war torn country surrounded by nothing but rubble and bullet shells, smoking high grade afghani charas , introspection comes easy”

To be honest I gave up, yes I am a quitter, and I aint proud to be one.

I couldn’t take it anymore, the lies the deception were too overwhelming, I couldn’t lie to my self no more, I couldn’t idolize those who spent their entire lives making the world believe that they were changing the world when in reality they were just filling their coffers.

Its not about the people, it’s the system, as cynical as I might sound, I had had enough, I had seen enough to make up mind.
I just had to walk away, it was tough, it was extremely tough, I fought my very constitution, my foundations when faced with the choices.

11 years of selfless struggle had to end.

Shot

Having crossed the ‘pond’ and having survived being labeled a terrorist I took on one of my greatest photo ops. Driving 4300 miles across America from Chicago to Arizona and back was mind blowing.

The open landscapes, the shades of blue, the crystal clear light, the windmills in the Nebraska, the Rockies in Denver, the snowstorm in Utah, and finally the Grand Canyons!! Breath taking.

I remember reaching the South Rim at around noon on the 24th, the light wasn’t great, a thin layer of cirrus clouds curtained the blue of the sky and I wasn’t too pleased. This was my only opportunity at the South rim and the light was killing my pictures, but by 4, the clouds slowly lifted giving me some breath taking shots, some of which don living rooms in Dubai, London and Chicago.

But what stood out for me was the light just post the sun set, hues of orange and blue dancing in the shadows of the canyon, lighting up the entire canyons in a surreal haze of enormity.

An almost successful day I must say.

Though I do have my regrets of not having spent more time at the South Rim, the reason, even though I did walk 5 miles along the rim, I didn’t venture down into the canyons from the South Rim, I mistake I guess. After reviewing the 2000 odd pictures I did click through the day at some level I felt they lacked depth and looked too flat.
However and thankfully I corrected the same on the following day when I drove 200 miles north towards Page to raft through the canyons.
More to follow…

Creativity doesnt come easy especially when you know you arent really 'creative'.

I have spent the past few months doing something i have always loved doing, photography, having quit human rights law and as some wise people put it " wasting your fancy foreign education" i seem to have come out unscathed except that when you concentrate really hard on one aspect of your creativity, the others are always almost certainly ignored.

At peace with my self and my surroundings, i have constantly felt that i should revert back to writing and the said feeling has been shelved for the longest time, but i guess the time has come when i can start writing again.

I hope to post a lot more soon, but it shall take time to shake away the writer's block and the cobwebs which easily find their way around one's thought process.

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