This is what photography equipment that I carry on any trip, One DSLR body, four lens, one flash, one action camera, at least three batteries each for my camera, flash and action camera along with countless number of memory cards. Apart from this I have to obviously carry my mobile which I use for navigation, calling, surfing the web for information and sometime for photography.
With my next holiday scheduled for next week I plan to do an experiment this time. I am not completely ignoring my DSLR setup but will try as much to photography and videography with my mobile camera. With the vast improvement of lens quality and available megapixel these days’ mobile cameras are power packed with processing power to even shot in 4K resolution. So this time I am planning to use my mobile for the maximum possible situations.
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Everything was going according to the plan perfectly, the batteries recharged, lens cleaned, tripod tested even the flash was wiped clean after a really long time. I was all excited to shoot and just could not hide that big smile on my face. I had finally found the opportunity to have a short stroll along the lanes and by lanes of old Delhi. I always wanted to do this and somehow never managed to find any time. This changed however on my last trip to Delhi when my work schedule coincided with Independence Day weekend.
I had tracked down the house of Mirza Ghalib and on reaching, I opened my bag to click photographs of the place. The setting was perfect and after framing the shot I pressed the shutter button and nothing happened. I tried several times but it just would not budge. As the habit, I kept pressing the shutter release harder and harder and it just did not click. Out of excitement, I failed to see the warning on the screen “Insert Memory Card“.
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I took my first trip abroad in the year 2003 to Sri Lanka and in those days foreign travel was very complicated and there was no ready Internet access through which one could get any information about the destination. One of the biggest problems that most international travelers faced earlier was about Foreign Exchange. What currency to take and also in which form. Multiple currencies across Europe also made it more complicated. Another headache was the constant changing rates between USD to INR. So basically apart from worrying about the hotel, food, and local travel you had to also worry about forex.
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Nobody likes to visit a hospital unless of course, you are a doctor or some way associated with the health care industry. A visit to the doctor’s chamber gives me a shiver and a thought of visiting a hospital was just not my cup of tea. With times things change and due to some medical condition within my family, a visit to the doctor as well as hospital visits became a regular affair. Initially, it was difficult but with time I and my family adopted to this new lifestyle.
Initially, we were visiting doctors and hospitals in Kolkata since we reside here but after spending a uncountable amount of money as well as receiving almost pole apart diagnostics along with complete contrasting applicable solutions we decided that we have had enough and need to look elsewhere. We tried a couple of outstation destinations but were either not convinced about their prescribed methodology or the price factor became too much for us to consider.
It is then that someone suggested going to Vellore for treatment. Vellore is almost synonymous with CMC – Christian Medical College and the town around the hospital has largely developed around the hospital and medical college catering to the needs of the visiting patients as well as the stationed doctors. Vellore has somewhat a repute within India as being one of the very best destinations for medical tourism. I am using the word tourism here which you will come to know why later.
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As the wedding guests were being served the Chutney and Papad there were whispers flowing all around. Some wanted to finish early and head home while some formed groups discussing the current political situation. The date was 6th of December 1992 and a nationwide bandh (Strike) was just announced by most of the political parties in the country. Being a twelve year old for me it was a bonus dropping from the sky the bandh would mean that Monday would be a holiday and no school. For my mother, she was more worried that the bandh would push the exam dates behind and my father was rushing to the neighbourhood shop for stocking up on bread and eggs from the next day.
The wedding party ended a bit early as most of the guests wanted to leave early and stock up. During the 90’s a bandh would for sure bring any city to a grinding halt and it was always wiser to be prepared than to be surprised. In the meantime, I was already planning how we could enjoy the bonus day off with my friends in the locality.
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