The Happysurd Photography

Welcome to  The Happysurd Photography.

I believe a good snapshot stops that precious moment from running away. With my interest towards photography I have captured the scenes I see around.. My photographs are my perspectives. 

Let my photos speak to you rather myself filling pages.

"A photographer doesn't make a photo, the photo makes the photographer "

I feel honored if any one of these photos make you say 'Its a wonderful life.

 Passion for Photography

Music and macro..

Mom hold my hand, I know you will never let me fall.

Music and macro..

 There are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child. There are seven million. _Anonymous

 Love is in the air

 You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough

 Everyone deserves that path by the seashore where life is a little easier.

Never run out of a reason to smile

Finding happiness in every sphere of life is the ultimate purpose.

A good photographer must love life more than he does photography. - Joel Strasser

There is no friend as loyal as a book.
Ernest Hemingway

  
Passion is energy. Feel the power that comes from focusing in what excites you.

In life we all have an unspeakable secret,
an irreversible regret,
an unreachable dream and unforgettable love.  
 

 Happy Feet

Leisure Time 

 Food

Portraiture is a window to the soul..

Welcome to the album of smiles, pretty faces and their beautiful souls.. 


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If I Could have just one wish

Our soles are captured like that aquarium fishes in this world of practicality

This is not for you if you live in that so called box ‘LIFE IS PRACTICAL’. 

You’re Never Grown Up, But...

Yes I mean it, people are never really grown up but they learn to act in public. Just think little more insightful here. Children do whatever they actually think of doing, whatever they do is ultimately for joy. I wanted to enjoy the rainy day, I wanted to taste the rain water by peeping my tongue out. I never give up on that but I did that when I am actually alone. Trust me its lot of fun.

When a father let her child ride horse on his back, he is still never grown up but he does that with extreme joy.

"So bottom line of story is sometimes we just need to turn on the child in you, just because you too deserve the fun and joy in it."

Are You Blessed?

Trust me; you are really blessed if you have that one person in life who never gets tired of asking the same stereotype question everyday ‘Have you had your dinner?’

Perhaps this looks silly but if you can think insightful you can find an answer, I believe.  This actually means that person really cares for your good sake, well being. He will always be there for you in all the times. After all that’s what anyone deserves at least right? 

"Who, being loved, is poor?” ~Oscar Wild

Day’s Tough Time

Between the time you lay on bed and time you actually sleep. Don't know if this is same for anyone else. For me this is really Day’s Tough Time. Because this is the time when pretty many questions pop in the mind, most of the question’s sole theme would be, ‘Are you satisfied with this day?’ For me this single liner question is a union of several other questions, frankly which I really have nothing to do with.

I declare you won that day, if you found out an answer for the same. After all, life is nothing more than two digit years which are actually multiplied by a three digit number of days.. right? So the equation is pretty simple; if you could answer at least 60%, you’ve lived fist class. Okay, lets be little liberal and make it easy to 50%, just because I don’t wanted to become a victim of my own statement.  

“Wish you win your day..”

The Other Side Is..

A Father was reading a magazine and his little daughter every now and then distracted him.

To keep her busy, he tore one page on which was printed the map of the world.
He tore it into pieces and asked her to go to her room and put them together to make the map again.
He was sure she would take the whole day to get it done.
But the little one came back within minutes with perfect map.

When he asked how she could do it so quickly, she said, 
“Oh Dad, there is a man's face on the other side of the paper. 

I made the face perfect to get the map right” she ran outside to play leaving the father surprised. " 

Moral: There is always the other side to whatever we experience in this world.
This story indirectly teaches a lesson. Whenever we come across a challenge or a puzzling situation, look at the other side...
You will be surprised to see an easy way to tackle the problem...

“Hold the hand”

by Unknown Author

I am sharing this story under the same title because it is most relevant.. This gem i read somewhere but don't know who is the actual author.

Little girl and her father were crossing a bridge.. The father was kind of scared so he asked his little daughter,

‘ Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don’t fall into the river.’ 

 

'The little girl said, ‘No, Dad. You hold my hand.’

‘ What’s the difference?’  Asked the puzzled father.

‘There’s a big difference,’ replied the little girl.

 

‘If I hold your hand and something happens to me, chances are that I may let your hand go. But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens, you will never let my hand go.’

In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond. So hold the hand of the person who loves you rather than expecting them to hold yours…

More to come under this session, keep watching out this space.. 

Tada Note:

Perhaps someday later reading all this I may think what the crap I wrote, why am I so dramatic those days?   I think, after all this is what life teaches ‘be practical buddy, grow up you kiddo ’.

“Our soles are captured like that aquarium fishes in this world of practicality”

Tada, will meet again.

TheHappySurd.

“Hate consumes hater not the hated, choose love instead”

Under the Orange Tree

Then I was in my 9^th standard, and it’s a Sunday. What else to say. I and my local buddies planned for a catch up in the evening. Actually this plan is fixed up during our morning tuition sessions.

From the past many days and months we have been hearing the same echoes from every moronic teacher. You guys are entering into the most crucial time in your life, a period that decides your future, fate, or whatever the fuck. We really don’t have any idea what this is all about, but know one thing clearly. The real torture is not far away. We saw our brothers, seniors leaving homes even before the sun takes his duty and returning back late at nights.

Wait. What am I writing exactly? Oh, sorry I forget the title, ‘Under the Orange Tree’, right. So let’s go to the orange tree.

4 P.M, I started on my two-wheeler, back loaded with a carrier of puddings from my home. Bicycle also comes under two-wheeler category right? Then I am not wrong. I really don’t know what kind of joy is that. I unnecessarily accelerates peddle and applies brake again, do the same again and again till my excitement ends up with filthy sweat and energy exhausted.

Tring.. Tring.. Vamsi I screamed. No response, I continued buzzing my cacophonic bell till I heard Vamsi’s howler voice ‘aga ra ne yabba!’ there he joined my back and we both reached to Anand’s house. The same thing again, these two idiots always does the same. Now we both are waiting for the prince to come.

I really don’t have enough adjectives to berate these indolent stupes. At last the prince has turned out with an over coated layers of facial powder and stuff. He took out his caring baby, yeah his bicycle with a lot of care. My dear ruthless Vamsi kicked his baby’s ass and said ‘pada ra sale’.

At last we reached to our common meeting place, Under the Orange Tree. It’s a kind of abandoned place in the middle of green field patches. It’s a 15 minutes’ walk away from the National Highway-5. Here we have this beautifully grooved orange tree with branches spread wide. That too it is by the side of a small lotus pond. Here cool breeze flows 24x7. The ambience around here is almost serine except the hissing sounds of air and moving leaves.

Since it’s our regular meeting spot we made all arrangements of cozy beddings with dry grass spread in advance. Every time we go, we add some bunches of green grass to it, to make snuggest even more.

We three overlapped on each other, laid down supine pointing to cloud beds at an approximate 45 degree angle. Since its all paddy fields that stay low, it’s visible quite far. Looks like a greenish blanket spread over the wide floor. I can see High-Way far away from here in panoramic view. Cars and trucks are looking in the size of my Hot-Wheel toys. And looking like they are moving with sound completely muted.

I am crunching some cookies. Insouciantly a discussion started at that moment. ‘Carrere plans’. All of a sudden I became a famous fashion designer in Paris. Of course all that was inspiration from that so called f-TV late night shows. My dear Vamsi became an Aeronautic Engineer and a Pilot too, instantly. I promise at that time we really don’t even know what those terms meant to be. But my dear nerdy Anand kept quite unlike us. May be no attractive term pooped up in his mind.

By the end of that prolonged discussion I became a ‘News anchor’, a ‘Music channel VJ’ and an ‘Entrepreneur’ or whatever thing that inspired and whatever that comes to my mind. One after another, one after another. Who knows and who cares what this practical world is meant to be. At last that beautiful Sunday ended up, us returning back to respective homes. We desperately prepare for yet another Monday.

If you have come reading this till here, I consider that you enjoyed reading. Nothing more is the theme of writing this.

But since this post need a conclusion. Let me do.

After we three split to start chasing careers. We moved out of that village, out of that Orange tree. Yet now we didn’t get a chance to visit that place again after that day.

Vamsi became a Marine Engineer from BITS and now he’s earning 16 lack bucks. Anand got his M.Pharm degree from JNTU. I became a Software Engineer.

 

“Beautiful tomorrow never comes, when it comes, its already today…

In hunt of beautiful tomorrow, don’t waste your wonderful today.

Make the most of today.”