My hobby
Everyone must have a hobby, goes the saying. So have I. My hobby
is photography; I have, so to say, become addicted to it. Almost every week I
go on an outing in remote villages, sometimes in distant parts of the country,
to take photographs of my interest. Natural scenery, different life styles of
different peoples, wild animals and such things are the main objects of my
interest. I have, to be frank, a peculiar mania: I enjoy the reality most when
I find an opportunity to see it in picture. I dream of reality, and I take
pleasure in considering it a dream. My photograph makes me plunge into such a
mufti-color dreamland. At times, however, I arrange for a show of the best of
my works, which people appreciate and give me encouragement. Hobby, as we all
know, is for the pleasure of life, and not for a living. Yet my hobby sometimes
pays me financially. Consequently, I hardly ever face any financial crisis it
continuing my work. I am proud of my hobby, not just because it gives me
pleasure, but because others also enjoy my creation.
