A photographer’s index finger is always a source of nervous energy, especially when shooting a story in motion. “OK – framed it! No, a little more toppish. Too much happening on the left – pan it a little. OK, now do I wait? How long? Is this the one? Now? No, wait – subject’s turned … Continue reading Misfired!
(Prologue: It was the month of September in the year 1998 that I was at Willingdon Island, Kochi for official business on board a ship bearing an Indian flag. It was here that I met Anbu the auto driver who narrated this incidence to me.) “Cannot go, my dear friend”, Anbu was quite adamant; and … Continue reading The Passenger