Born into a family that ran photography studios in Colombo, Sri Lanka; and the Indian towns of Coimbatore in Tamil Nadu state and Trichur in Kerala, the fine art of photography came natural to me. My cousins and I toddled inside studios where the elders captured images under the sunlight (electricity was never heard of in those days). While other kids enjoyed throwing mud at each other, we built castles with 50mm film spools and all things waste from the dark room, including the opac anti-halation papers protecting the film. Besides the love for words, the smell of the studio dark room  is still intoxicating.