Traveling is certainly one of the few things one can never do enough of. The need to travel to blessed lands people, places and sights still ever present by His will MashAllah. To travel away from home only to come back, to a feeling of joy felt in the returning as it was in the leaving is quite beautifully interlinked. This portfolio explores and shares a very personal and a visibly beautiful journey taken between Karachi and Lahore … traveling by train in your home country there is a warmth in the distances traveled , since you may be far from the day to day routine sights and sounds but it still feels like home. The feeling of being in between destinations has less tension and more joyful getting in touch with a love for ones motherland. The images are not meant to be a photojournalist as they unveil and reveal themselves but rather the images flow as imaginative, and loaded with emotion, concept and storytelling leading you to illustrate a story, out for yourself. Although the images where shot as straight images and all I am really doing is using my fine art freedom of expression, by adding textures, varied tonalities and montages as I try to create a natural flow to them. You will hopefully feel a close-proximity to the people from different walks of life at the train station, the city suburbs, quaint little villages, railway crossings, and within the train as well. A multitude of of rational ethnicities coming together, getting along and moving on with there lives. For myself I have always felt a surge of emotions when thoughts of Pakistan run thorough my mind … what we are and what we could be collectively as a nation.
Open your hidden eyes and return to the root of the root of your own self.
~ Hz. Maulana Jalal-ad-Din Muhammad Rumi (r.a)
Oh, if a tree could wander
and move with foot and wings!
It would not suffer the axe blows
and not the pain of saws!
For would the sun not wander
away in every night ?
How could at every morning
the world be lighted up?
And if the oceanes water
would not rise to the sky,
How would the plants be quickened
by streams and gentle rain?
The drop that left its homeland,
the sea, and then returned ?
It found an oyster waiting
and grew into a pearl.
Did Yusaf not leave his father,
in grief and tears and despair?
Did he not, by such a journey,
gain kingdom and fortune wide?
Did not the Prophet travel
to far Medina, friend?
And there he found a new kingdom
and ruled a hundred lands.
You lack a foot to travel?
Then journey into yourself!
And like a mine of rubies
receive the sunbeams? print!
Out of yourself ? such a journey
will lead you to your self,
It leads to transformation
of dust into pure gold!
Look! This is Love – Poems of Rumi, Annemarie Schimmel
I hitched a ride on a cloud
My glorious journey led me to my love
Within moments of my beloved’s presence
Encumbrance of a lifetime left my company
The journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step.