Well, I always wondered 'why do people blog?' and guess what? i still have not figured out the answer. But, I want to experience blogging... I want to see what does this exactly mean... 'just posting articles' or 'posting something beyond them that re-define your thoughts.
Everyone is blessed with a thinking power. It's upto you, how far do you want to take it, in which direction. Perhaphs, a thought can give us an answer to most of our questions about and in life.
Man is born on this earth with a motive. He is born alone and dies alone. So my dear friends, this means that we have only one life and we have to live it to it's fullest.
A thought in a difficult circumstance helps you a lot, mainly your mental status is stable. I mean you know, when you are in a problem you always tend to be stressful. So at this time why not try and think over with a calm mind? trust me, it really helps.
A lot of film stars are blooging today to reach out to their fans. And in this fantasy world lets just hope that we all re-connect with each other and our thoughts other than reaching out to our fans and beloved ones.
And of course, once I figure out how much has 'blogging' helped me I will surely let you know. :)
You'll find a article posted about 'my journey in the blogger's world'
adios!
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About Me
- Prarthana Nargundkar
- Welcome to Prarthana Nargundkar"s world of photography.A picture is worth thousand words. It captures memories, emotions, people and Life in a snapshot to look back and rewind memories.Often while traveling with a camera I arrive just as the sun slips over the horizon of a moment, too late to expose film, only time enough to expose our hearts.My portraits are more about me than they are about the people I photograph. Photography records the gamut of feelings written on the human face, the beauty of the earth and skies that man has inherited, and the wealth and confusion man has created. It is a major force in explaining man to man. It is photography itself that creates the illusion of innocence. Its ironies of frozen narrative lend to its subjects an apparent unawareness that they will change or die. It is the future they are innocent of. Fifty years on we look at them with the godly knowledge of how they turne dout after all - who they married, the date of their death - with no thought for who will one day be holding photographs of us.
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