Inclinations


Some of the things are difficult to express by lips. Those are the times I lean on to literature, music and photography. I liken Photography to writing a lyric that everyone can relate to or a story that has a message. At times I liken it also to strumming a guitar in the dead of the night for self amusement or to vent inner rants or something.
Whatever, I’ve embraced them in pursuit of elusive inner peace, they are my windows through which I can pop my head out once in a while and shout out the message of love and peace for the world, at the same time whiff some fresh air in for myself, more like a two way highway. I’d like to keep them that way.
What do I do for living then? To meet with temporal expectations and secure survival strategies I do science, which I'd seriously like to see and believe as my profession. Physical and material science, really!

For photography: http://www.flickr.com/photos/sudarsantamang/