Photography didn’t happen to me overnight. I remember my childhood days when I used to sneak into the small dark room with only one tiny red bulb, we had back then, at my house.
It was there, I used to see my father engrossed in developing pictures on paper. I used to find it mesmerizingly magical to see images appear on a blank paper, when dipped in various chemicals.
After having drifted away from the art and losing it to other priorities in life, I had almost lost the art to oblivion. Until early 2015, when circumstances re-introduced me to photography.