One big step out of my comfort zone

I think the title says it all.

Posting my pictures on the internet is scary, and now I’m posting my writing. Excuse me while I go die of multiple fear-induced heart attacks.

The waiting game.

It comes uninvited, if not unexpected.
Moving from my stomach to my ribcage, it sits.
And waits – patient. Enduring.
No logic, or reason
No cajoling, good food, promises of hot tea
And nice people will make it go away.
I wait for it, expecting it on every street corner,
Hesitant to say yes, for what if it joins too?
I wait for it, tip toeing around the idea of a good month.
But even still,
It comes least expected.
In the middle of a week of calm and good it appeared.
Till Eleven
As I lay in bed and gave in to it.
Until it decided that I had had enough
Until it decided that I should take a shower
Until it decided that breakfast, my lectures, my friends, my life
Were things that I should get back to, it waited.
And I waited.



Blurry Days

There are days which are blurry, out of focus. They lack purpose, or I run away from it. My study schedule is abandoned, I stay home and feel as put together as a ball of fluff. Days like these are just one of the days I turn to my pictures.

blurry telephone lines giving the grass prime focus
This children’s park in the heart of the city was recently done up, we occasionally discuss readings in here and I try to remember my camera.
I love Ixora, and most definitely have not captured their beauty in this overexposed, unfocused picture. I have nicer ones, but they are just not for today.
Yes, that’s more Ixora in the water. No, once again I have failed to capture them in their glory. But this is also at the park
Butterflies are usually just a blur in the corner of my eye. Although it wasn’t what I was trying to capture, the Ixora is in focus here – for those I irritated with blurry red smudges in the other pictures
Glorious Trees #1 I don’t know what they’re called, or why they’re in the middle of tea plantations (prevent erosion? who knows), but they are weirdly blurry and wild looking and I love them, so you may look at three pictures of the trees because I could not choose one.
Glorious Trees #2
Glorious Trees #3 I Feel I like this one the best, with the other two tying in second. The trees look so HERE, and almost defiant. Don’t tell me it doesn’t make sense.


I’m now feeling a bit more put together. This is the first post on my blog, and a rather odd post to start with. I feel like I’m setting my standards low – with unfocused, blurry pictures that have no narrative cohesion – to kind of make that okay. The main reason for starting my blog is because I love photography, I love my pictures and find a strange comfort in them, but I didn’t have a medium I enjoyed sharing them on. I started with instagram, and while I still do post there I don’t enjoy it. My instagram is full of people I know and sharing my pictures there gets restrictive and a bit like throwing a baby to the wolves. The anonymity of strangers is infinitely better.