After a long soak, this blog is ready to sizzle. I am armed
with a spatula and a camera, along with my trusty laptop. The next week would
have posts about my cooking and its pictures. How did I go from being a
multipurpose, could-be writer to food photographer and cook? The cook part is
because the sous chef at home is on leave for a week, so it’ll be me manning
the kitchen. The food photography has a more interesting story.
My
interest in food started dating my passion for photography during a Visual
Communication class, in last September. Their lovechild is less than a year old
now. She uttered her first word in January, it was of course garble, but it sounded
so sweet to me:
The
next baby-book milestone was when she started walking on her knees:
Like
all babies, she could soon zoom across a room on all fours:
Sometimes she tried to stand, but stumbled and fell:
To strengthen
her muscles, I did what they tell on TV - bought Dabur Lal Tel (baby massage
oil for the uninitiated). The shopkeeper gave it to me in some other carton
though, since the box said Canon 600D. No results on the first day, in fact she
didn’t take to the smell of it, so the stumbling was worse than before. Persistence
paid off though, and she can now walk:
I’ll let you know when she starts running and speaking in
meaningful sentences.
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