After a long hiatus, the yearning yearns ...

Photography  I meant.

Photography was something I accidentally bumped into, thanks to my late father. I still consider him a better photographer than me. His black and white travel photos still awes and amazes me. Now the only camera I've is my little trusty cell phone.

My first camera, my father's actually, was a Yashica MG1. I don't think you would've heard of this little gizmo not unless you're from the yesteryears of time. It's a simple range finder camera. All you do is see, focus and shoot. You get good pictures. This was when SLRs were UNHEARD off.

Then came SLRs. WOW. One look I knew then this is something I can't afford. The prices of those handsome gadgets were a bomb back then. And not forgetting the magic filters and lenses that went along with it. All I could do was go "window 'camera' shopping" and stare at it like a kid wanting a Popsicle candy. Then, time caught up with me and warped me into a 9 to 5 nerdy. For a span of 2 years I saved all the money I could and went out there and handsomely got myself a Nikon 301 SLR. Back then I suppose owning a Nikon was a cool dude thing.

The purchase was timely as a few weeks later I was invited to travel to Europe. I got my leave from my job, packed my bag and with my new Nikon, jetted off to PHOTOGRAPH Europe and all its splendour for a cool spring/summer 6 weeks holiday. I must have taken on film hundreds of pictures on that one trip. It was kinda like 'Have Nikon Will Travel' journey. 

But alas to all that, there was pain to this feeling. Photography was burning holes into my wallet. Films, processing and prints were expensive back then. So were monochromes. Then one day, I saw an ad in the papers of a new model in the market called DSLR.

My photography journey died that very day. There was no way I'm going to own one of those cheeky sleek DSLR models let alone learn all about digital stuff. I gave up easily. Much too easily in fact and made no haste in getting cooked up with computers instead. A wise choice I was told by many but my inner silent soul always had a soft spot for photography. I wanted to capture moments. I wanted to own those sunset silhouettes. I wanted to make the wind freeze. I just wanted one Kodak moment. It never happened. Money was the root of that. More so I wanted to see the world through my lens. 

After the emergence of DSLRs my Nikon became stale and not much of an use to me anymore. I still keep both the cameras with me for remembrance. Once in a while I take them out and dust off the gossamer and stare at it only later to put it back and frown. My passion somewhat died and I totally forgot about photography for a very very long time until recently.

One day, I strolled into Low Yatt plaza and bumped into a array of DSLRs and mirrorless cameras all lined up like pretty maids in a row. The sight was mouth-watering...to me that is. The better of my curiosity won and I zoomed in to take a closer look. WoW is all I can say.

The range of Canon and Nikon cameras looks tempting. How they've transformed! So here I'm now not knowing if I should start back my old 'golden' hobby or to let it pass by me and never flinch on the craving ever.