sajith | Of unsuspecting victims.

Shall I talk of my victims now? Of unsuspecting men who innocently wanted to get their picture taken? Of their easy gullibility?

Let us get up early to the rubber plantations. Camera, there will I give thee my loves.

Namukku "koodan" rubber thottangal:

The three drinking friends found me as I was photo-hunting in the plantation on the hillside. Together in a shack, they were celebrating their church's perunnal happiness. They wanted a picture taken on seeing the camera.

I am no good in "directing" adults and dealing with their impatience, so a "posed" picture is what I could get.

I am just frustrated with the possibilities that are haunting me. Had I been a little more patient and forthcoming, had I spent a little more time with them, maybe, maybe I'd have got more spontaneous shots...

Another gang awaited me on the way back. Two of which weren't seen too happy, probably since they aren't old enough to be allowed their pint of happiness.

(I am not happy with the results Sensia has given this time. Perhaps I should try Velvia and see the difference. Ah, the learning process.)

It isn't.

Maybe it is. Who cares.

Of unsuspecting victims.

Of unsuspecting victims.

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