The Italian Connection...

I am very fond of mirrors and whenever I pass one, I admire them. Not because they show how we change physically...for me the inner transformation is also equally important. Can see only my remains in the mirror now - changed for the good...how much? a lllottt...

Light on the left is natural from the setting sun and the one from the right is the tube light above. I knew the image has to be something different to remember it for a while. So were looking for multiple reflections out of it. One among the toughest, I had attempted as a starter!


This mirror is an Italian make. It showed me how I had changed over few years. Here I have seen bigger, better mirrors with intricate design. But I miss the one that shared the room with me within the four walls, especially for couple of years. It was a time that I had opted for a career switch and I would definitely not say that those were the toughest times. The period was crucial, for it did prove to me the theory of relativity - slowed up every possible moment for me. But I deeply admire people who achieve things, when situations are worser than this. Personally I know some too. Ironically can't help but smile when looking at people who take things for granted with so much luxuries at their disposal.

Photography, writing and blogging were the one's that kept me going during that period. Was more like a meditation to me as I had no other options. I have seen and had enough, now I am left with nothing but lots of affection and care to show to someone special...[don't know yet]

On a lighter note: I liked the movie Rab Ne Banade Jodi...was a good movie to me. I was able to relate to it because I can't forget the way I used to go around a decade back, like the Shah Rukh with shirts tucked in with spectacles - utter formals. No one would recognize me if I go now [some of my school friends ask me who I am]. That's what time does...transforms people like me, forever!

Your mirror would have a story for you as well...hear it.