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I am a photographer who believes that an artist's work must be good consistently to be considered as an art. One must have ‘eyes like a shutter and mind like a lens’!!.... I always ‘work for a cause, not applause…I live life to express, not impress’!!      


From my early days, I have been interested in various kinds of sports, trekking and travelling but it was only in 2003 that I stepped into the world of photography. During a trek to the Annapurna Base Camp – Nepal I got interested in photography. From this time forth this passion became an integral part of my life.


According to me a photographer must be technically competent to use the various techniques to change a photograph from a mere snap to a “snapshot of someone’s life”. Photographs can be used to narrate a story, and thus should not cater to the aesthetic aspect only. Despite my hectic working hours at a reputed Kolkata-based MNC, the passion for photography remains undiminished.


Come, visualize and live with me the jazz and indignation for photography…Let our words be few…exposures many!!


My Latests
Colours On White
India, in the last few decades, has seen through a lot of change in social, economic and political practices. As urbanization has spread over almost the length and breadth of the country, many of the old taboos and mal practices had to face defy and give way to the new ways of thinking. But are these changes here to stay? Will such positive move sustain? An example of such change I witnessed in the famous Holi of Vrindavan in Uttarpradesh.

For centuries, this ages old city of Vrindavan has been home to millions of Hindu women cursed by widowhood. Deprived of happiness and mostly abandoned by their families and generally feeding on alms, these women, clad in white, come to this holy city to live a totally colourless life.

Organized by one social welfare organization and some broad minded local people, when these women were given two to three days of the year, to live in colours, the result was extraordinary. This year when I went to shoot this festival, I spent these days with these ladies of a home. These ladies, otherwise living a dull life, got to live, to laugh and to enjoy colours. The little girls in them came out and played in front of their eyes, making them forget their sorrow. As the festival got over, and they went back to their daily chores, it looked like these poor souls, alive for this day, are going back to a cold, long night that would rest until another Holi.

The festival of Holi broke free their inner self and the glitter of their eyes. The glow on their faces and the colours on their whites whispered in my ears, live life to express, not to impress............
 
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