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My terrace at night

I do not know much about photography, perhaps that is why I enjoy it

I do know this terrace though and have often wished that I would enjoy spending time here. This was the first time, I felt like I enjoyed something as I did when I was 17, free from consciousness, alive. One of the best moments of life. It was cold, I was enjoying music by Kendrick Lamar. There was a shawl. And only me. I may not have the greatest surroundings, like those movie moments where one is under a sky full of stars, with great company and they seem whole. I have put myself in those situations too- wonderful scenery abroad, great northern lights. Yet often, I was not at peace.

Can you imagine? Northern lights blazing outside but you are inside, angry and hurt? The best part is this. It does not matter where you are. That night, under a smoke-filled sky, I lay on my back. There was one lone star, a bit fuzzy. I used to think that it was meh. But for a universe with infinite stars, only one could penetrate the polluted darkness of a city sky. Imagine how bright it is. The same goes for you, in such conflict, even if you have one moment of peace or joy or serenity, how strong is that moment? I pray you lose yourself to it, because that is the greatest part of you- pinkie promise. So bright, that even if you get polluted, it will shine.

What comes out in my brief, small moments of shining has recently been photograhy. I love it, losing track of time clicking and editing photos. Sometimes I get conscious- like right now- and try to cater. But it’s okay. Regardless or not of the start being aware it is watched, it will continue to blaze, no?

I have seen professionals do it so I took the courage of naming it- My terrace at night ( shot on iPhone and edited via VSCO). Phew, ever get scared of doing things fearing that people will think you are a try hard? I just went through it right now, my recommendation- be one, please.