learning the language of photography

The violinist

Is it me…?…no, definitely…does he have semblances to me…of course yes…or is this someone who is madly in love with life?. Could be…after all what is life?.. Is it just about growing up, giving birth to next generation, and then saying good bye to everything, or is it all about just pursuing one’s inner call. If one pursues his inner call, then by the worldly standards he could be a disaster..and would that person regret about all that has happened by blindly pursuing the passions within….I am confused, and I do not think Mr.Fernandes, the street singer, the ex aircraft engineer..is confused…he is living on the streets, and delights everyone with his violin skills. He sang a couple of songs for me…and the images of him..just pierced into me….I will take a while to forget him. Good luck Mr.Fernandes…I cannot hate you. Every wrinkle on your face have a story to tell. God bless you friend..



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