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As Time scribbled the welcome note on yet another year-long page of this book called life, I couldn’t help flipping through pages of yesteryear and feel awed and humbled. It has been a year of metamorphosis, the last one. Of course, it brought changes, conspicuous and rather abrupt!
Bangalore had yet again been wonderful. The city being my home away from home, friends old and new around, my two boys in the most adorable phase of their life and above all a flourishing photography career. And then life reckoned it was getting easy enough and pop opened a challenge. And Dubai happened…
Seriously? Another change? Déjà vu! It looked so familiar, 2013 playing all over again, that leap of faith while relocating to the UK. And leap of faith I did take, all over again, just this time the year read 2019 and land offered sea, sand, and sun aplenty.
But then life had promised a challenge, hadn’t it? So in came the twist. Shifting, moving, setting up a home, finding a school for the boys, driving lessons and before I could pause and gather my wits, the year had scribbled halfway through. I had shunned my camera for months now and those skills garnered over years suddenly began to appear so distant. Motivation ebbed, creativity receded and confidence wavered. The shoots that I attempted few and far in-between, felt robotic and monotonous and the end results uninspiring as if I had just been through the motion. And I realized, it was time to give it all a jump start.
Started afresh, with travel and food. Also Exploring in and around of my new found home. Soaking in the sun, lazing on the sand, splashing in the sea, collecting relics and souvenirs,relishing the local culture and cuisine. From nowhere came the camera in the hands and over dinner buffet in a far-flung seaside resort, something really clicked in one of those clicks. I had my mojo and a newfound interest – food styling. So began the learning. Reaching out to food styling mentors, dedicating every tiny bit of time and energy, I could squeeze out, bit by bit, passion-fuelled the inspiration to and rekindled the artist in me. From being an artist to a business owner had somewhere sapped the imagination and inspiration. But then again as Time scribbled the welcome note on yet another year-long page of this book called life, my metamorphosis had completed.