Loosing Touch

I had to re-login to my main control panel for this post, that’s never a good sign.. 

it shows that it’s been far too long and because of less no activity the page decided to log me out for security reasons.

2019 was challenging for everyone I guess, I got my degree and an amazing job, and can finally introduce my self as Ar. Kush Bhimani (unless if you want to add me on PUBG or Counter-Strike its Dr. Dyslexic :p) (( Shameless plug, lets move on)). somewhere in all of this growing up and running around I, lost touch? I couldn’t find time; no hear me out. its a shitty excuse. but id rather just sit and do nothing. people and interactions started to get annoying. Instagram began to get annoying. With the amount of advertisements and fake content out there it became rather difficult for me to seek inspiration to keep myself up and shooting. my account got deleted and I just didn’t want to put myself through building it back up again. well that’s what I think happened. maybe it did maybe it didn’t. The reality is that I just didn’t care anymore, there came a point I didn’t even want to shoot for myself. I’d find myself in the midst of the perfect photographic opportunity and just be like ‘eh this would have been a nice shot’ or ‘good frame’ I’d not even pick up my phone camera.

Switch to 2020, here I am 3 months into the year, laying on me bed with a bad back thinking.. wtf happened. why does it take prescribed bedrest for me to actually think about this. why haven’t I picked up my camera in ages. 

I don’t want to sulk anymore. this is it. I’m picking it up. 
thank you for coming to my ted talk.