I have just started picking up photography as a hobby. A perfect Piscean in all ways ridiculous enough to wear a creative cloak who recently found an obligation in photography. A victim of vicious laziness and aberrance who once gazed and dazed at his cousin’s Zenith SLR back in the year of 1995 with utmost awe and desire only to be chided away with a quick rap on the knuckle. A chronic dreamer who once drowned himself in literature and survived with the aspiration of becoming a writer only to be banished into the doldrums of life. A voracious muser on an endeavor to reclaim that creative strand of DNA hidden somewhere within and playing tricks on the ageing grey matter.