At Turner Road I did see Such terrible poverty To break my heart And sadden my soul... From Turner Road I did Flee.
till i saw from the corner of my eye a tear on a beggars cheek reflecting remorse as eternity caught in a spiders web from the womb sold into slavery they were adults children they will never be on their fate with a few coins the rich man pees what remains their karma tease they came begged blown away by the breeze
Jab We Met, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. God gives pictures even where no pictures exist .God loves photographers but is more overtly fascinated with photo bloggers , because the photoblogger shoots the soul of a moment lost in space , while the photographer shoots the top layer and moves away...
The photoblogger will go on shooting till his camera pleads to him to please Stop.
The photographer shoot pictures through the viewfinder the photo blogger sees the picture before it becomes a picture to be shot.
I say all this in humility without arrogance and yes a blogger is self obsessed why should he not be he does not need to take the six inches of the photo editor every time he wants to have his picture published.
A blogger publishes his pictures on the soul of humanity..
Yes Jab We Met the blogger is as much a beggar with his camera akin to a beggar bowl searching for alms in the name of pictures.