(Read from The Kathmandu Post)
A street girl, having partially covered her face with a thin shawl, and leaning against the gate of a temple at Patan Durbar Square, turned her face to the other side as soon as she noticed the lens of my camera stretching toward her. After a few seconds she turned her face hoping not to see me there but my camera didn't miss to capture her half portrayed face. Anyone who saw this picture compliments it as a picture of an Afghan girl living in the bars and I consider this portrait to be the best of all I have ever clicked. It's wonderful to click something forcefully if it couldn't be done unnoticed.
Back in Dashain, I captured from my room, a newly married couple being felicitated for their successful marriage at my neighbor's house. I don't know what I would have done if I had spotted them practicing rather something private or erotic. But as a photographer, probably, no one would hesitate to capture such private affairs because they are always preying for something extraordinary or say, one that other photographers would seriously envy.
You have Nikon D300 in your hand and still you are not a photographer. Being a real photographer is a matter of patience and creativeness. Extracting a world out of a dust particle is not an easy job. Your eagle eyes should frame the informative world inside the camera in no time. But, we, photographers, at the time we are holding our cameras, open our eyes and shut down our heart. At this moment, predation overcomes our humanly sense- we wait to see how a baby reacts before dying instead of trying to save him/her. Kevin Carter, instead of trying to save the flood-stricken child, waited for the vulture which was waiting for the baby to die, to make some extraordinary moves. Later he killed himself in regression.
Abroad, celebrities are troubled out of extent by paparazzi although it is uncommon in Nepal. They spend very little time as common people because of omnipresent photographers hunting them in each move. They try to capture how they eat; how they walk; how they breathe. Viewers are ever excited to see something new and eye-catchy material. So, a photographer is always predating something or somebody to go unusual and exceptional to make it a sensational cover-page photo or, maybe wallpaper. They do not care about the serious consequences their photography may have in the life of the victims. Sometimes photographers really unbalance social life.
Nothing bars photographers. They manage to reach every accident site, bombarded area and dangerous place. Actually, such places are their best spots. Still, they are not fair in their job. They play with their life and still, they cheat and harm others unnoticed. They violate human ethics. All photographers are not journalists and no code of conduct controls them for such exceptions. Anyone would not dare to say -- “I'm the best photographer”, if s/he has best known their perfectionism. Oh, I really forgot--I have to complete the still-documentary 'Temples, the Best Spots for Love-Making'.
(Published on The Kathmandu Post; Post Platform; November 25, 2008
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