State of happiness and bliss

Manys years back when I was in job, I used to desire of buying a nice camera. Thanks to the abysmally low salary I could not buy one. Each year I used to make plans but then at the end of the month I used to left with no disposable income and the camera plan was the one to get disposed off.

Four years back I resigned my job and started doing what I liked. No reporting to a nincompoop, no claustrophobic cubicles, no race against wrist watch. Life is best when you are the only one to control it. Life is too precious to be given to any individual or an institution for control and monitoring. Freedom is priceless.

Last week I purchased one camera. The first shot I took was of my son named Pulak. The word Pulak means state of joy, happiness, bliss. Trust me, the boy has all these and many more. The result is on the blog. By looking at the photograph I felt as if I am a very good photographer. However, beauty is not in the mega pixels but in the state of mind. The picture depicts happiness and joy both of the photographer and the phographed. The beauty is in the realisation and recognition.