"Life is a play that does not allow testing. So, sing, cry, dance, laugh and live intensely, before the curtain closes and the piece ends with no applaus." ~Charlie Chaplin
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Disclaimer: This article solely belongs to Mayukh and its completely based on his experience about Photography
Step Into Photography: REQUIRED FOR PHOTOGRAPHY- Many people often seem to pet a thought that if he/she hold a best featured SLR or any other camera obscura, then only he/she would be able to click fabulous pictures. Petting such types of thoughts is not preferable by any post photographers. It is very right to follow the common saying – “Its not the machine but the man behind the machine that matters”. I can clarify this above statement with the help of my own’s life’s greatest experience in the field of photography. I’m just a teenager at this moment [26-june-2012]. It was 6-april-2009 when I received my first camera Cannon Powershot A1000-IS. I kept on clicking snaps on it since 3 years. Unknowingly I was in a process of clicking good pictures in different modes. My uncle who is a skilled and trained photographer noticed that and as his reaction he started teaching me different aspects,principles and forms of photography. He started teaching me by a book of P.A.D. [Photographic Association of Dumdum] written by the renowned film-maker Late Satyajit Ray. I was introduced in the field of photography by the history of its instruments. Before I was unaware of any object named as SLR, but got to know about it from my uncle during I received photographic lessons from him. He showed me his machine but never left me click photos on it. He warned me that not to use a SLR at that moment as I was less learned about photography and its instruments and opposing his words may ruin my photographic skills. But like a true stubborn child I disobeyed his saying and try to explore more on photography through a SLR of my friend. I found it too hard to control and realized that I need to learn more on my mini-cam to step ahead into a SLR. After a year have passed working with my auto-focus camera I got sick of it cause many a times so happen that I tried to fix the point of focus at a distance but the camera didn’t support me. Then onwards I tried to fix my focus using a magnifying glass by one hand and my camera by another hand. When my uncle noticed my level of skill to own a SLR he suggested my parents to fetch me one. Ah ! at last on 18-may-2012 I was gifted with a D3100. But still it would be an unfair suggestion to strictly follow the saying – “Its not the machine but the man behind the machine that matters”, as after my working with my SLR makes me feel different and there are obviously some extra features in a SLR than any other camera.
IFP Mayukh Mukherjee (MAYUKHARDO) Photographer/Blogger
P.S.-If anyone is interested in browsing the pictures captured by Mayukh ,just google - Mayukhardo.
Bringing to you another genuine experience from the volts of-Hostel Life. Hope you all like it.
It was yet another winter night-everything pitch black. The clock struck "10:00 PM" and we ( The Hostel Prefects) along with our warden got busy in getting everyone else to bed. Everything was like a normal night when suddenly agonizing cries shattered the winter night. The cry was immediately suppressed by the unison growl of mob-sounds of beating stick. we all were more curious than words can express.
The warden immediately got busy in putting everyone back to bed as everyone was already by the window , trying to see what happened. Few sounds of caning and everyone was dead silent-back in their beds. We of-course, were rushing down the stairs, running to the background- the epicenter of all chaos. Being senior most and hostel heads itself, we were safely out from the warden's "ruling domain".
As we approached the ground we saw nothing but dust- the night was really dark !Few Yards closer and we saw a mob of guys ( from the orphanage of our hostel ) chasing / beating something. The sight was really terrifying. we called a guy and inquired !
He said a fox had come in from the forest ! I felt bad for the poor animal but when he said the fox came with troops, i was scared to silence.
The next morning we saw the principal of Douglass( The hostel which shares our eastern walls) talking seriously with our principal in her garden.Curiosity again forced us to inquire. when we did we fell on the floor rolling with laughter !!
The beast from last night was not a fox but Douglass principal's pet dog and, the troop he came in with- our principals three pet dogs. All three of them managed to escape but the poor dog from Douglass couldn't. If only had anyone used a torch !
P.S - The dog was fully fit in 2-3 days but, he just doesn't enter our premises till this day !!
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There are no accidents; we're all teachers - if we're willing to pay attention to the lessons we learn, trust our positive instincts and not be afraid to take risks or wait for some miracle to come knocking at our door.
The exhilarating yet simple relationship of two best friends
A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand “Today my best friend slapped me in the face”. They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone “Today my best friend saved my life”. The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, “After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?” The other friend replied “When someone hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it.” Moral: Do not value the things you have in your life. But value who you have in your life.
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