MY World In Holga

Experimenting with a Holga Camera which produces 

"Old School Effect".

Ironically, it got my grandfather interested and he gave me his 

Nikon F601 to experiment with... 

Nikon Pictures will be featured some time in the future.... 

Patience my friends, Patience..... In the meantime:

A wanderer decides to put on his best feet forward and start venturing into the world.

He followed closely through the streets of bus route 23. Along the way he met an ice-cream man who happened to be a 

fortune teller...

He said, "In your path, you will be crossing a junction in your life and you will choose to follow the time of the dinosaur. At its trail, you will be ablazed in somewhere hot".

  He Continued, "Luckily for you, a water-man will tend to his crops and a girl will share her thoughts". However, the old man cautioned, "Beware of the grumpy, angry punk who will divert your attention towards your Nirvana. Only his sweet tooth can calm his rage".

The old man summarized by saying, A giant lollipop will be the biggest symbol to nearing the destination and finally meeting the ultimate Nirvana.

Not making any sense but keeping the words in mind, 

the young wanderer starts his trusted companion Joe Bulldog and wandered off to the streets..

To his amazement, he reached a junction. He needs to cross the

 junction. He took a right turn as it was the only one empty.

The road led him to Jurong Bird Park where he saw time of the dinosaur as theywas a Dinosaur Descendant exhibition.

Deciding to skip the place, he vroomed past bird park and 

before long, he reached a garden known as Hortpark.

It was hot at hortpark, he thought to himself, ablazed in somewhere hot...Hortpark!

As he was traipsing through the garden, he saw a man watering his plants. He was tending to his crops.

Up ahead, his 1 pm was already waiting for him to have a Nasi Ayam Goreng meal. The girl share her shining thoughts and suggested to him to keep on travelling as it was still just

 mid-day and the day should not be wasted.

He hurdled through the lunch hour streets and stumbled upon a boy who had a mohawk hair-do. He was grumpy as it was a hot day and he was famished from all the walking he just did.

Luckily for the grumpy punk, the wanderer had a pack of Mars chocolate and decided to give it to the him. He was ecstatic for he loves chocolate and ended up satisfying his sweet tooth.

The wanderer part ways with the punk and along the expressway, he saw the SG flyer which resembled a huge lollipop.

The wanderer parked his bike and strolled slowly towards a 

man.

The man turns and gave him a huge smile. He feels relieved, there standing in front of him, is Nirvana.

 

Some Of the Activities I Do When Im Not Working

This is HOW I feel when Im not working.......

This is WHERE I want to snooze if I need an afternoon Nap....

This is WHY Joe Bulldog is the best because it takes me to the heartland....

This is WHAT happens when you give me gloves....

And this is WHAT HAPPENS when I put on Gloves.....

Jetty (Gunslinger)

The motorboat swaying to the motion of the waves was intact. It has a Piaggio Logo on its side. The Gunslinger jumped on board the boat and after a moment of observing, realized that he is saying goodbye to the Island... It was on that Island he was born..it was on the island he grew up in.. And it was the Island, That Drove him away.

He pull a lever and it thrusted the sleeping boat to roaring start but this is before numerous croaky chokes as it has been 2 years the boat was yanked to life.

As the boat  steadily moves away from the shore, the Gunslinger placed his Rifle behind him as he gave the Island one last look.

"Goodbye Island", he murmured and he looked onwards towards the open sea, he thought to himself, 

"hello....

Island (Gunslinger)

As a Monday in May comes along,
A certain calling came to tap the Gunslinger whom is surrendering to his slumber.

A slumber that lasted for almost 2 years.

In that slumber, he was faraway dreaming. A daytime's gaze turns reality in a realm that can never be.

He shook his drowsiness off in a swift motion and stood up from under the coconut tree he was resting.

He looked out far off the jetty, to the azure blue sea and must I mention, blue azure sky.

The Gunslinger took a deep breath and ponder for a moment on what to do for on the singing shoreline, tied a small motorboat.

Behind him, defintely overgrown, bushes of greens were looking, observing, somewhat calling out to him to come and play.

As though he just received a knock out punch, he seems dazed & confused. The scenario seems like a blur and for all we know, he might not even remember who he is and where he is at.

For all he knows, he sees the open sea and he can feel the forest blanketing his surrounding.

And closely slinged to his arm, a rusty brown rifle.

He clenched the rifle to his chest, gave it a light peck and move towards the jetty.