Let X be unknown,

In the larger context life is always moving in X-Axis.

Lets get out life back by using X-Rays.

Ray was always formal.

Raju has officially become a Rose Photographer? Is it?   

Thats called bad manners not horrible photography. Researchers call it bad ethics. 

If Raju knew in-out of each of these flowers does the photography improve? Raju is clueless. 

If Raju knew why the flowers where shot does the photography improve? Raju is clueless.

If Raju knew history of these flowers does the photography improve? Raju is clueless.

Bad Manners is going to be the new genre.

Everyone loves to be Bad? Isn't it. 

Who's BAD?

There is no need for innovation most of the time. Just shoot what you see. Why be exceptional?

Machine Age.

The pressure of pills and money is what decides today.

No Milk. Only Jaundice. Greater Room. Light Screw. Blue Shoe.

Qualification mela. 

Cinema mela.

No Use.

"Grandmothers should get Phd. in Storytelling" - Sekhar Mukherjee

                                         

Art can only be understood by the memory of pain.

                                     

Everyone is making films except Raju. Jealous.

                                               

We need to now credit our works of art to Ourselves and the Machines we used. The machine too has its human rights. 

The rise of private education is proportional exponentially to the fall of ethics.

After all ethics is a personal idea.

Taking advantage of an available situation is also art.

 Daily objects around Raju.

They are more beautiful than the landscapes of the South America or the European tour. The digital revolution has changed the concept of beauty. What is so beautiful about nature anyways. The beauty is in the story and the connection. Nature captured in time is no more beautiful as it has now become an industrial process. Now with the digital, its all just documentation. When somebody makes the story and the connection suddenly we see a photographer and might get a photograph.

Sometimes we forget that humans are important,

Technology and Money takes over.

Sometimes we forget that emotions are important,

Technology and Money takes over.

Sometime we forget that honesty is important,

Technology and Money takes over.

Sometimes we forget.

Raju has no clue of the next day. 

Is this what they say "Taking each day as it comes."

Thoughts sometimes wander,

When Raju ponders.

Sometimes life becomes : Fan + Room 

It takes you FaR.

"Good editing makes the film look well-directed.

Great editing makes the film look like it wasn't directed at all."

- Victor Fleming (1939)

Ideological - Beliefs : Cannot - Substitute : Daily - Life  

Life is completely locked. Do not return. No entry.

Username: Prahlad 

Password: Rpn123asdfgh

The truth is no one likes you. When it comes to you, no one is there. People just love pulling you down. There is a hatred which flows deep in any kind of art. Its like found footage, nobody and everybody wants it. Self pity is dangerous but feeding on it might be the only survival method. 

Sometimes when you talk for help. But no. They can't. Because on Onam no one falls in love.

It hurts when you see someone in a photo.
Its so great that we cannot re-live pain as a memory. 

Sometimes its better to leave it, its not your job to clean up the mess. 

Under my table,

There is my fable,

So am I able?

Not stable but green,

Just not stable,

Can't say true,

Just like soap in a bathroom broom.

Thats Raju for you.

Angry but Salty.

Have you eaten peanuts?

Question cancelled.

The Betel Leaf

Anil stood at the tea shop aimlessly. His blue shirt and ironed brown trousers were a mismatch. Anil, 29 is a junior engineer at the Pwd office.  Anil turned around sat on the wooden bench and placed his chai on the dusty bench. He looked across the road.

A young girl walked from the lane across the road and sat beside Anil. Her sandal was dusty. She was wearing a green saree. A black umbrella with light green stripes hung from her hand. Her ear rings were triangular in shape. She glanced at Anil. Anil smiled at her. She placed the umbrella between them. Anil ordered a chai for her too. She did not refuse. She called out for a set of banana fritters. The hot banana fritters came. She indicated that he could have it too. He took a small piece and pressed it to show her the oil in it. She took the piece from his hands and ate it. Both of them sipped their tea. As he emptied the glass he could see her through the bottom of the glass.  She was young and glowing in the hot sun. As he asked her if she works in the office near by a state bus passed by. The dust spiralled around them. He abused the bus. 

She smiled, stood up. Anil too got up and paid the tea shop guy before she could. Anil gave her the  umbrella. She touched his hand while receiving it. Anil became consious. He put his hands in the pocket and looked at her. She put her hand in her bag and took out a packet. She took a betel leaf from the packet and offered him a betel leaf. He held it. He stared at her in confusion. She indicated to eat the leaf. He ate the leaf and smiled. She opened her umbrella and walked away. A gust of wind blew across the tea shop. 

The Red Winter

It was a cold winter night. She called him from the top of a building. The building came down. He gently held her hand and looked at the wooden window. It was raining inside. The television sparked. The fan stopped. The blades of the fan broke. It cut her palm away from the wrist. He fell down. The building grew up. She looked down. She lost her palm. The blood fell on his eyes. He fell on the red. The cold winter killed him. Red means winter. 

Sometimes you get stuck,

And you are stuck,

Screaming Stuck,

Stuck,

Stuck,

Stuck.

Wrong time wrong place.

Stuck.

The best camera is the camera you have. So is the tripod. 

One thing about the digital is its unibrow in nature. 

And 'they' say unibrowed people cannot be trusted.

Raju needs to forget architecture. Its disturbing.

"It was post-WWII when the respected LOMO factory of St. Petersburg started creating a twin-lens reflex camera called “Komosomolets” (meaning “Young Communist.”), which was especially marketed towards amateur photographers. It was a copy of the 1938 German Voightlander “Brilliant” camera, so the design wasn’t really fresh. Come 1949, the original Lubitel (literally meaning “Amateur”) was presented – an enhanced and improved concept of the “Young Communist” cam. With its better features and quality, the Lubitel sales shot to over a million units sold worldwide, and was followed by the equally successful Lubitel-2, raking in two million units from its 1955 launch, to its demise in 1980."

- www.lomography.com

Music, Words, Images and Moving Images are in decreasing order of ease of evoking emotions. Thus Moving Images being the least easy to evoke emotions, becomes an 'inferior' medium. That makes it the most difficult to master. 

                                                                                       - Arun Gupta (not the exact words.)

Once upon a time Raju in a tuition class saw a girl in a red t-shirt. That just stuck.

Six years later Raju bribed a friend with Sharjah Shake to see her and tell her Jil.
Its Stuck.

Sharjah Shake - It is that summer banana shake that rocked in Kerala. No clue about its origin but its made of bananas and crushed semi-solid frozen milk sometimes with a twist of boost or chocolate added. 

Ok frankly speaking. A lot of Sagitarian Frankness.
This is stupid. A harmless leaf blurred by optics. So what?
Why should one spend a lot of energy on clicking a random leaf? Is it worth?

Inside Raju's Head : It is a processed digital photo from a physical B/W negative. So it is in some physical sense, a graph. But isn't some ideology, concept, idea, vision, purpose or understanding needed to call it a photograph. Clicking a random good looking lion or building will not be wildlife photography or architecture photography. 

Ok Done ! This is not a photograph ! 

Sometimes Raju wonders whats the point of all this education. 

But to wonder Raju needed education.

Its just a few steps away that spot of madness. But Raju doesn't have legs.