Monday, October 13, 2008

MOCKING BIRD

SHOOTING THROUGH SOUL
" WHO KILLED MY MIRROR BIRD?"


On a sumber evening was a call from a distant buddy ,up went the receiver like a shot in the heart."Oh Nagesh" and history was rewritten. A sweet gal was to become the changing face of history probably a "Jodha akbar" when Imran met Tina.the first few weeks were the ups and down the bar chart of emotions when cupid struck and life was never the same again. what followed was a hidden phase of rainbows lurked with desire, lies and videotape. The journey was a sea of uneasy murkiness as life progressed building wings of desire and breaking all the sectorials of life.meanwhile" love was all life went missing" and the obvious was to follow suit..........."love dried dead at the feat of life".the return to innocence was not the same again when love:life broke away from life when life took the front seat."Love was always lingering to fly but soul was dying when years passed.the sweet memories of past was the only resting nest where the memories of past were woven,life became a devil and there was no more love.a fight between life and love was on the anvil when imran met life again.............this time as a fashion photographer and critic in a uptown daily.but memories were climbing high up the lacunae when life became too demanding and love was taking a front seat again.the sense of beauty,personification,imagination drove down the countryside and wordsworth was born again in the hearts of imran."Hi said his grey" and memories migrated to beauties of nature.the image of oneness with nature was lost and life and love got mingled.Imran chanced upon many uprising celebrities as his profession demands and his memories tingled him to the murkier world of lies,deaths and betrayal.lonely nights gazing into the sky imran was trying to breakaway from the handcuff and welcome love but memories made him a vagabond .He soon realised his past and love was never the same again.meanwhile his memory met Rima,a suave city girl.he tried to rest his wounded soul into the proximity of unknown world...as he was always cuyrious of.but life had already taken a reserved seat in his journey of life.Imran bore a devilish lover image and went on shooting and penning down memoirs of life and tragedy.soul and heart were now interlinked and matured memories of past got carried away.

..........AND THE SONG WAS NEVER THE SAME AGAIN.....................AND SOUL GAVE HEART A HISTORY.......

Imran won the coveted “Special Lifestyle India Fashion Week " award for fashion photography.

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