It's been quite a while since I last wrote here, because life has been way too boring of late--the only words I have to describe the sad, pathetic state of my monotonous, meaninglessly bland life, are blah, blah, and blah.

And the weekend hasn't been much more than that either.

The only interesting, redeeming point of the weekend, was spending 8 hours walking up and down Little India on Deepavali, lugging 10kg of camera bodies, lenses and a tripod, snapping anything and everything.

Even then, that wasn't so good either--I learnt that I can be (and am) a terrible bore when I'm snapping--and I ended up neglecting a poor (and very nice) friend who kept me company, leaving her very bored despite her vehement denials of it. Haha.

Nonetheless, it's always a joy, getting into that photography mode, when all thoughts leave my mind, and my photographic eye goes into full swing, scanning the surroundings for photographic opportunities. And as I spot a shutter-worthy moment, I'd swing my camera to it, compose as fast as I can, and shoot. And as much as I think twice, thrice before pulling the trigger on my film camera (hey, it's thirty cents per press you know haha), once an inspirational moment comes right up, wham! And the shutter gets depressed continuously as continuous whirring, flying clicks punctuate the air.

The adrenaline rush I get when out shooting, is, irreplaceable, and quite, quite enjoyable :).

Yet, when I get home, and when I'm done with editing all my photos, the 孤单, 寂寞, all comes back.

"Throughout this "capture my world quest" I've taken in stunning sunsets, walked under the stars, picked up sand dollars and mailed them afar. While I can say that I have developed a new found appreciation for the beauty that surrounds me, I developed a sense of what's missing from the picture. Someone to share it with, to stop the longing, to stop taking photos via which to share the view and rather to hopefully one day put the camera away and simply take in the scenery together. "

Yet, somehow, smooth, jazzy R&B tunes just drown everything away, as 陶吉吉 croons away on the stereo in the living room.