Fairy Tales

When I was a kid, I used to believe in bedtime stories. Tales. Magic carpets, dragons, talking furniture, mermaids. Rubbish.

One in particular was the ‘loot’ at the end of a rainbow. Supposedly, if you manage to reach the end of a rainbow, any rainbow, there will be a pot of gold just sitting there for you. Sooooooo, naturally, I went scouting for it. I mean, it was just sitting there and I wanted it. How hard could it be, right? Ok, I gave up after the third attempt. Which I think truly deserved a standing ovation.  Do you realize how crazy it is to look for a rainbow? Especially at that age where you only own your two crummy feet. If I had a car back then, chances are, I would’ve found it. Really.

Anyway, I stopped waiting for miracles to happen. No more chasing rainbows. No more wishful thinking. Until…Raja surprised me with a Nikkor 35mm f/2 AFD lens of my own. He noticed me muttering things like “If only I had a full frame body” (which means an FX camera, incase u were thinking that I wanted a voluptuous body) and noticing my pitiful effort to backup every  time I needed to take a photo and ending up against the wall. Ok, perhaps he did not get me an FX camera (that would probably take 8 wishful thinking effort), but the 35mm lens is perfect.

I may have stopped hunting for gold but I guess I still do believe in tales. Maybe just one. The part where I’ve found my prince. Literally, Raja.

It’s the bomb. Thank you!