It is almost a year or so that, I have been doing a little bit of photography and in this site of mine I have put few of my best pictures here. I use a Sony Alpha 200 DSLR camera. I hope you would like this site and I would love to hear from you, so please don't forget to write your comments. It will definitely help me in improving my photography.
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Fooled by Anud
yesterday I have seen few photograps in orkut, practically in someones album and could stop for a mont to save them. i know it is not right but could not stop myself doing that. At leats I deserve to keep an image formed out of million pixels assembled together with some line drawing algorithm created by nerd, which atleast gives nourishment to my feelings at times. Or may be reenergise my feelings. You know lately I have been thinking that, this idea of feelings or say love is more active and more beautiful as long as it is not fulfilled. An unfullfilled dream, and unfulfilled project , and unfullfiled building and even and unfulfilled love story is always romantic.

Coming back to main point, actually you can get a breif idea about this post in ine of my last post. don't ask me which one otherwise where is the fun. I was waiting for so many days to see how she looks now and when have seen her pics yesterday i can say she has not changed a little bit. Atleast in looks and rest of the things trust me i never got a chance to figure out how it was, so that i can dertermine how it is. she looks the same , beautiful and lovely. now thats a limit I am sounding like the Andrea of Leo tolstoy's War and peace, who is basically her favourite writer. Truely speaking I really find leo tolstoy boring , its so difficult to remember the names you see. But I was watching the movie made in 1956 today and I find find it really good. Atleast Audrea hepburn was good. I don't know aht i am writing, i stop it here for the moment. You no bolgs a meant for that only wite what ever you feel like
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You can call it a nonsense.

Fooled by Anud
A feeling for you rotting somewhere in my heart
Forcing me evreyday to shout out loud.
Waking me each night from deepest of my sleep
Reminding me the face which I have seen only few times.

The reason I tried to dig out somany times.
Not even a fraction of conversation
Our eyes never met for a single second.
It was me who kept on lookning at your eyes.
I believe it was me only who had seen the sky go purple.

Life kept on revolving, rolling me here and there.
Mosses did gather at times, but was always unable to stop it from shining bright.
A single message to you and waiting day and night to read a reply.
lokking at your picture for hours, hoping somthing will go good.

Your eyes, make me go mad at times
The hairs , i wish I could sleep underneath.
The lips , my lips could touch once.
Your hands, wish I could hold them for life time.

All the years and all the nights, In different dreams I have seen you.
Each night you have waked me up,
I fooled myself as if I am looking at you.

Far away from reality, my dreams want to live in the world of dreams.
Where I could see you all the time
Or could hold you for a moment.
In the season of sand storms, I have written your names on the sand.
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