I almost gave up one of truest form of love I’ve ever felt. The love for photography. I started believing that I am not made for it and that I don’t have the “real” talent for it. I doubted myself, I doubted every single click I made and so I stopped for a while. Somehow, the universe makes us remember the things we ought to forget. It turns on its own and makes way to things you could never possibly imagine.…
