I chose first photograph because I feel that even if the picture is from my childhood, it is not much different from what I am today. As a child, I was joyful, enthusiastic, and always loved to play, especially cricket. I was fearless so much so that once while learning cycle I was about to fall in a river in front of my housing society and my father just saved me at the last moment. My dad heaved a sigh of relief when he saved me but I was laughing.This was when I was eight. I grew up as a tomboy. I played cricket all day, in the evening and then also in the night light. climbed the walls to bring the ball that I hit in the other compound and also jumped down the wall. I hid in the bushes for hide and seek, my clothes used to get dirty because of the mud.While trying to take a catch or a run I fell and hurt my knees N number of times.The latest memory of me getting hurt while playing cricket is when I was practicing for the C.K.Nayudu Cup while representing my college in junior college. The wound on my forehead got pinned by 5 stapler pins. I loved cricket so much that I used to wait after my school on Saturdays to play cricket with my classmates. I still love it. When there were rains I played football. I usually had to be a goalkeeper, which I hated the most. But when I saved a goal it felt like an achievement.I loved cycling. I would go far away from my house with my friends to take long and fast rides (sometimes without holding the handle). It was great fun! I was that kind of girl whose parents always had to call her home for lunch or dinner because their daughter used to forget the world even hunger while playing. I loved nature and always enjoyed the presence of trees, birds etc. I believed trees can listen to us and they feel better when we speak to them and hence I talked to them. I still feel so but rarely do it. I didn't like to study for the exams and never met my parents expectations in the academics.But I loved the extra curricular activities and always tried participating. I liked going to camps. The military training camp was my favourite. I was bold since my childhood. My teachers liked me for that. All in all it was a lovely childhood and just like many others I miss it and wish it to come back. But does that mean I am unhappy with my present? I don't think so.
My second picture is me posing with my favourite poster which says 'Success doesn't come to you , you go to it.' It is my favourite because of the message and also the picture in which a person in shown on a mountain. This is something that I am passionate about. Until last 3-4 years I was not aware what I want to do, I was not aware of the purpose of my life. But now I have lots of dreams. I always try to find good in everything and try maintaining the smile on my face because I believe that if I am not happy I won't be able to make others happy. The world is indeed a wonderful place to live and I would like to take efforts to make it more wonderful.
Recently I have had a dream of climbing the mount Everest. I was inspired by the movie 'vertical limit'. My visits to Europe have broaden my perspectives and I aspire to do all that I like in my life. I believe you only live once and would want to fulfill all my dreams. I am still an enthusiast, like to learn new things and believe that the world is indeed a beautiful place. I want to do all the adventurous things. I wish to do all the adventure sports Bungee jumping and sky diving being on the top of my list. I want to eat all that delicious food on earth and learn about the history behind every monument. I want to explore every forest and learn about the lives of those wonderful lives in the jungles. I want to capture all this in my camera which fascinates me. I want to do all those things that generally women don't do, are afraid to do or are believed to be incapable to do. Because I believe in the line- Aspire to inspire before you expire.!
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Tanmayi: Very good! Now, if you were to convey the words - "Aspire to inspire before you expire" in a photograph, what would it look like? A
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