Disclaimer:This is a fictional story and the names of the characters and other Description is imaginary.
Mr Pankaj Shrivastav,Young Aged,Robust and a very Passionate Human being who was born and brought up in Delhi,Mastered his talent from NYIP,NewYork Institute of Photography,studying Human Lives,Situations and Expressions more Closely.Unlike others, Soon after Completion of Graduation and Internship from Sates,he decided to move Back to His Parent City and Establish his own Studio.
Today after Eight Years of Struggle and Hard work ,He is very Renowned and Proficient Photographer of the City ,specifically known for his 'Expression Photography'.
Also,Being the Author of the Book "Through the Lens,Close to Lives" he would be frequently invited to Photography conferences and other Talent Show Festivals.
Students from Across the country would be Humming Around him to explore his Exquisite skills and Fineness of Each Capture.And so he has,off Lately Opened up a Small Scale Photography School which he is planning to expand over the Coming Years.
Pankaj's wife Kritika is working as an Assistant Director at an Ad Agency,but is always on her toes to help her Husband in his Projects and other Promotional Events,right from giving ideas to coming up with Heart Touching Captions for his Clicks.Theirs is an Arrange marriage,and both the families have a very strong Traditional Roots and so both Husband and Wife are Sincere followers of all the Customs.But They are a lovely couple who have successfully completed Fives years of togetherness having a Year old son.Pankaj lives in an Apartment on the Seventh Lane of Shantikrupa Sector along with his Parents and a younger Sister who has just got Engaged.Being a Photographer he Travels Across the Country and in the Meanwhile His subordinates look after his Studio and Wife Monitors the same.
Having N Number of clicks,and Winning Equal number of Prizes for the Same,Pankaj thought He was at a state to Master the Skill of Capturing the Locked up Emotions,And so He was on a Big Project named " From the Eyes through The Smile".He is travelling to different states for the same capturing best kodak moments and knowing people more closely.After a Fifteen Days Stay at Hyderabad he had moved to Kerala,God's Own Country and had his First halt at Ernakulum.He Reached his Hotel at Dusk,soon after refreshment and a light supper,he planned for his next day and was off to the Sleep.
The Morning Dawn was fresh like always,Pankaj after his Breakfast Marched towards the City Equipped with all the Necessities,involving an Assembly of Lenses,tripod and his High configuration camera dangling around his Neck.His Jubilant Eyes was moving with the Crowd and he Kept Clicking the different faces of Life.Captured in His Reel were The Real Life stories.
"The Eyes of a Broken Dream,Tears of a Frustrated Mind,Frown of an ineffectual Struggle,A Smile of a Lost hope,Contentment of Dying being and the Fear of Loosing.His Lens had witnessed all kinds of Emotions and so he was looking for different captures.His Stay was for a week at Ernaculum before moving to Trivandrum.Every day he would move to different parts of the city,recapturing the Similar Emotions on different faces,knowing a new set of tales and then studying the Similarity and differences of the Execution of One's Emotions.
As he was sitting in his Room one night and going through the Random Clicks of the Day,he paused by a particular photo and kept staring at it,trying to recollect the place.It was a market Area,some two kms away from the Railway station.He Began getting Restless as he had a never seen such Eyes before.Next day,he went to the same place looking for that one Particular Man who had caught his Attention among all the Faces of the Horde.He was moving around the Place for almost half a day.His Eyes was wandering in the crowd with a sense of disappointment until it stood still at the place,where the Man was sitting in his Click.And to his Surprise he was still there.Pankaj immediately rushed through the crowd and stood right in front of Him to which that Man did not give any Consideration.Pankaj observed Him More Closely,He was an Old man,who appeared in his Sixties ,had trims of white beard and dense mustache.He also had an Indented Cheeks, Deep Black Eyes with brows arching steep towards the Nasal Bone and Shoulders shrugged down..He was sitting on a Rock Across a busy Road,Engrossed in tapping the stones to one another.Pankaj spoke for the first time "Excuse me Uncle",Sitting besides him.The Old man ,looked up straight in to His Eyes and said Yes, my Son.What do you want? Pankaj was relieved to Hear Him and was preparing for the Next Question.But There was Silence for a few Minutes.Pankaj was lost in his thoughts but soon it was interrupted by a heavy husky voice."Yes My son, you want something?'
"No,nothing,,,Uncle"Hello I am a photographer from Delhi..Said Pankaj.
Nice,So Do You want Me to pose,The Old Man laughed.
Pankaj smiled Along and explained him how he Reached here to look for him.
The Old Man as calm as before asked politely,"So May i Know What Made you Come to me,leaving the rest of the Crowd".
"Your Eyes"spurted Pankaj Next Moment.
The Old man laughed More loud this time,leaving Pankaj more Confused than before.
He asked"What you want to know then?
Pankaj unusually hesitated before saying"I am on a project of Expression Photography and your face,There is a different spark in your Eyes,it is so calm as if it is freed from the Worldly Desires and Agony"and he kept talking until there was a silence again for a few minutes.
The Old Man gave a contented Smile and replied"Because What you See,I dont and What I See you will never be able to.My Eyes sees a World which has Everything it needs and is much beautiful than Yours"
Pankaj did not know what to reply and was staring at the Old man perplexed.Soon the Old man,got up,trailed towards the Crowd and disappeared.Pankaj ran behind him in Astonishment but was unable to find him.
He inquired about the old Man in the Adjoining shops and got a few irrelevant Information,until a person told him,he is a very Qualified man who runs A Blind School.His Eyes does not need a Vision to illuminate his Way.
Pankaj stood there still,a number of thoughts racing in his mind,soon he came back to his room and decided to abort his further journey and go back Home.On the Way back ,he kept thinking about the Man who had touched his Heart.His Words were Echoing in his Mind "My Eyes Sees a World which has Everything in it" And We who have Everything still keep Complaining.All his clicks remained on one side and this one was on the other End.
Pankaj returned back with something much bigger than what he had gone hunting for.His project "From the Eyes through the Smile" was to Take a New turn. Also,another chapter was soon added in his Book named 'Knowing Us and him' Although Pankaj still doesn't know who the Old man was and regrets for not talking to Him More.So whenever he gets an opportunity he visits the same Market Lane at Ernakulum in Hope to Come Across him for One More time.But still he hasn't...
Today Pankaj is on Another project "Muskuraye jo Ankhein"in which his wife krutika is also participating Actively,looking for Those Eyes who Smile of Contentment and Speak the Language of Inspiration.In the Meanwhile Pankaj's Gaze is still in Search of the same Old Man....
-SSW
Today after Eight Years of Struggle and Hard work ,He is very Renowned and Proficient Photographer of the City ,specifically known for his 'Expression Photography'.
Also,Being the Author of the Book "Through the Lens,Close to Lives" he would be frequently invited to Photography conferences and other Talent Show Festivals.
Students from Across the country would be Humming Around him to explore his Exquisite skills and Fineness of Each Capture.And so he has,off Lately Opened up a Small Scale Photography School which he is planning to expand over the Coming Years.
Pankaj's wife Kritika is working as an Assistant Director at an Ad Agency,but is always on her toes to help her Husband in his Projects and other Promotional Events,right from giving ideas to coming up with Heart Touching Captions for his Clicks.Theirs is an Arrange marriage,and both the families have a very strong Traditional Roots and so both Husband and Wife are Sincere followers of all the Customs.But They are a lovely couple who have successfully completed Fives years of togetherness having a Year old son.Pankaj lives in an Apartment on the Seventh Lane of Shantikrupa Sector along with his Parents and a younger Sister who has just got Engaged.Being a Photographer he Travels Across the Country and in the Meanwhile His subordinates look after his Studio and Wife Monitors the same.
Having N Number of clicks,and Winning Equal number of Prizes for the Same,Pankaj thought He was at a state to Master the Skill of Capturing the Locked up Emotions,And so He was on a Big Project named " From the Eyes through The Smile".He is travelling to different states for the same capturing best kodak moments and knowing people more closely.After a Fifteen Days Stay at Hyderabad he had moved to Kerala,God's Own Country and had his First halt at Ernakulum.He Reached his Hotel at Dusk,soon after refreshment and a light supper,he planned for his next day and was off to the Sleep.
The Morning Dawn was fresh like always,Pankaj after his Breakfast Marched towards the City Equipped with all the Necessities,involving an Assembly of Lenses,tripod and his High configuration camera dangling around his Neck.His Jubilant Eyes was moving with the Crowd and he Kept Clicking the different faces of Life.Captured in His Reel were The Real Life stories.
"The Eyes of a Broken Dream,Tears of a Frustrated Mind,Frown of an ineffectual Struggle,A Smile of a Lost hope,Contentment of Dying being and the Fear of Loosing.His Lens had witnessed all kinds of Emotions and so he was looking for different captures.His Stay was for a week at Ernaculum before moving to Trivandrum.Every day he would move to different parts of the city,recapturing the Similar Emotions on different faces,knowing a new set of tales and then studying the Similarity and differences of the Execution of One's Emotions.
As he was sitting in his Room one night and going through the Random Clicks of the Day,he paused by a particular photo and kept staring at it,trying to recollect the place.It was a market Area,some two kms away from the Railway station.He Began getting Restless as he had a never seen such Eyes before.Next day,he went to the same place looking for that one Particular Man who had caught his Attention among all the Faces of the Horde.He was moving around the Place for almost half a day.His Eyes was wandering in the crowd with a sense of disappointment until it stood still at the place,where the Man was sitting in his Click.And to his Surprise he was still there.Pankaj immediately rushed through the crowd and stood right in front of Him to which that Man did not give any Consideration.Pankaj observed Him More Closely,He was an Old man,who appeared in his Sixties ,had trims of white beard and dense mustache.He also had an Indented Cheeks, Deep Black Eyes with brows arching steep towards the Nasal Bone and Shoulders shrugged down..He was sitting on a Rock Across a busy Road,Engrossed in tapping the stones to one another.Pankaj spoke for the first time "Excuse me Uncle",Sitting besides him.The Old man ,looked up straight in to His Eyes and said Yes, my Son.What do you want? Pankaj was relieved to Hear Him and was preparing for the Next Question.But There was Silence for a few Minutes.Pankaj was lost in his thoughts but soon it was interrupted by a heavy husky voice."Yes My son, you want something?'
"No,nothing,,,Uncle"Hello I am a photographer from Delhi..Said Pankaj.
Nice,So Do You want Me to pose,The Old Man laughed.
Pankaj smiled Along and explained him how he Reached here to look for him.
The Old Man as calm as before asked politely,"So May i Know What Made you Come to me,leaving the rest of the Crowd".
"Your Eyes"spurted Pankaj Next Moment.
The Old man laughed More loud this time,leaving Pankaj more Confused than before.
He asked"What you want to know then?
Pankaj unusually hesitated before saying"I am on a project of Expression Photography and your face,There is a different spark in your Eyes,it is so calm as if it is freed from the Worldly Desires and Agony"and he kept talking until there was a silence again for a few minutes.
The Old Man gave a contented Smile and replied"Because What you See,I dont and What I See you will never be able to.My Eyes sees a World which has Everything it needs and is much beautiful than Yours"
Pankaj did not know what to reply and was staring at the Old man perplexed.Soon the Old man,got up,trailed towards the Crowd and disappeared.Pankaj ran behind him in Astonishment but was unable to find him.
He inquired about the old Man in the Adjoining shops and got a few irrelevant Information,until a person told him,he is a very Qualified man who runs A Blind School.His Eyes does not need a Vision to illuminate his Way.
Pankaj stood there still,a number of thoughts racing in his mind,soon he came back to his room and decided to abort his further journey and go back Home.On the Way back ,he kept thinking about the Man who had touched his Heart.His Words were Echoing in his Mind "My Eyes Sees a World which has Everything in it" And We who have Everything still keep Complaining.All his clicks remained on one side and this one was on the other End.
Pankaj returned back with something much bigger than what he had gone hunting for.His project "From the Eyes through the Smile" was to Take a New turn. Also,another chapter was soon added in his Book named 'Knowing Us and him' Although Pankaj still doesn't know who the Old man was and regrets for not talking to Him More.So whenever he gets an opportunity he visits the same Market Lane at Ernakulum in Hope to Come Across him for One More time.But still he hasn't...
Today Pankaj is on Another project "Muskuraye jo Ankhein"in which his wife krutika is also participating Actively,looking for Those Eyes who Smile of Contentment and Speak the Language of Inspiration.In the Meanwhile Pankaj's Gaze is still in Search of the same Old Man....
-SSW
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