People have more than one dimentions to them selves, so do I.
I’m not always dark and brooding.
I’m not always tough and domineering.
I’m not always strange and searching.
I’m also normal, even though the word normal sounds really a cliche.
I enjoy humor, to a certain level. I enjoy life, to a certain level.
Sighs.
I got this baby day before. 
And am so glad to have got this one. Of course this is like taking a step back ward from digital world to a filmroll based one, but it has a real vintage feel to it.. and so far, as one of my very good friend says, it DOES give me a high, a kick of sorts while I click away the photographs!
So yeah, congratulate me all!:)
This is a time for another beginning.. and I shall be letting you know that asap! Winks. Keep reading.
Ekta.
Thats something, I need to do. But can’t really find time to! Ironical!
 The Place where recently Pooja’s Exhibition was held! That was where an impromptu meet of PCA happened as well. The prints on canvaas where awesome, though in a few pictures it ruined the detailing due to the texture of the canvaas that was added in that picture. Of course I felt somthing wrong with the prints, though only when a friend told me about the texture, I understood what was feeling not right. Over all, in my thoughts, pooja has done a great capturing. Although, I would have loved seeing more photos from her rather than just some 30+.
In fact that was also the time when me and a friend of mine ended up discussing theories of photography. In my definition there are two theories, First is that you Take the photo, and second is where you Make the photo.
In simple words, first means, you see a scene, that makes you feel, makes you want to capture that right moment, just as it is. And the Second theory means, you create a scene you’ve in your mind, and then take the picture later.
Of course, both of us agreed on here, though he enlightened me with his third and the normally very much used theory. That you take a picture just as it is, and then add to it a ‘fake’ explaination to make it seem more ’dramatic’ and all.
And it lead me to think, whether most of the street photography I see, is the First or the Third kind?Â
Cheater he IS! when it was his turn, he drew a diagonal line 
Oh i still had so much fun! Â
These are the small things in life, that makes you happy in ur otherwise intensely depressing events of living..
damn. i dont make much sense actually.
Just like last year, this year also rain came totally unannounced. and damn, so much i love it. I was talking to a friend in evening, about how childish i become about first rains. And how i’ve never missed a year in last many years, to be drenched in that drizzles and feel the rain drops on my face, cooling me to the core.
And it rained. Not much though, but it did. Shortly after i finished talking to that friend. Then me, Pranav and Riz went out, to an open space. lied down on the grass, looking up at the sky, watching the thunder make different shapes in those clouds and enjoying that calm drizzle. Oh yes, it was not all calm actually, we danced, played music, let people think we went crazy and all, but again, all is fair when you’re naturally very happy!
Overall, my day spent real good just due to the rain itself!
Thank you GOD.. Or Mother nature!
Ekta.
“Writing is like prostitution. First you do it for love. Then you do it for a few close friends. Finally, you do it for money.” – Moliere
 Really amazingly said! Isn’t it.
 ps. damn, am posting quotes, where the hell my writing skills are vanishing?!!
83 mails in 8 hours.
All on GPRS through my cell. Am going to go insane.
.. or may be I already am.
