Wajahat Baloch

Wajahat Baloch Photographer with 11 years of experience. Cinematographer with 9 years of experience.

Caught a pleasing sight while stuck in traffic.Wish I had my camera with me.
18/08/2022

Caught a pleasing sight while stuck in traffic.
Wish I had my camera with me.

Fishermen of Karachi, Pakistan.Fishermen in essence go to the end of the world to earn their living. Middle of nowhere, ...
13/08/2022

Fishermen of Karachi, Pakistan.
Fishermen in essence go to the end of the world to earn their living. Middle of nowhere, just water, however deep.

Unfathomable for me.

Can you tell I love rain yet?
11/08/2022

Can you tell I love rain yet?

As a kid I used to sometimes p*e in a burrow like tiny hole out where our car used to be parked.I was somehow under the ...
06/08/2022

As a kid I used to sometimes p*e in a burrow like tiny hole out where our car used to be parked.

I was somehow under the impression that there's a rat couple living in there, and the female rat is abusive and starves the male rat, and only my p*e could feed him.

Just a fun little childhood activity.

Some things said at certain times affect you a certain way.Some time ago I was thrown into some uncharted waters. Alread...
27/07/2022

Some things said at certain times affect you a certain way.
Some time ago I was thrown into some uncharted waters. Already in a haze of shock and grief, I was then in a fight I'd never trained for, nor ever expected to have.

Details aside, I wasn't confident in my ability and facilities to manoeuvre through that period.

I talked to a few friends, asked for their help and guidance. Those friends are the reason I got through it, and I will forever be grateful and indebted.

One friend, however, said something that unlocked a whole another power grid in my will,
"Adversity is made for the man, and the man is made through adversity."

Might not sound like much reading while comfortably scrolling through Facebook, but this little sentence got me through some trying times. I of course had other support elements as well, but this line glued it all together.

Forever indebted to you for telling me a certain thing at a certain time, Mujtaba Ghoto.

People care too much about their image and what sort of a person they're perceived to be. Not what sort of a person thei...
25/07/2022

People care too much about their image and what sort of a person they're perceived to be. Not what sort of a person their conscience would be content with.
Loyalty is a subject often talked about when someone is trying to score social points. If you talk to people about themselves, you'd think the world is filled to the brim with loyal, stand up friends.
Yet how many would stand by your side as you get beat up on by a dozen guys?
I'm sick of these social point scoring slimes, who take the shape of whatever social circle they want to be accepted into. People are bending over backwards breaking their backs trying to create or maintain an image.

Used to be that in the years following a major war, it would be a matter of shame if someone were to find out about someone not having participated in said war. People would hide the fact that they were too scared to fight in the war. Having fought for the country was a point of social acceptance.

These days other factors and mediums come into play to maintain social acceptance.

A liar publicly declares war against liars, cheaters condemn cheaters, and scared weak men narrate stories of comradery.

All for social acceptance.

Pathetic.

Monsoon Skies
24/07/2022

Monsoon Skies

Big Boss Man!
24/07/2022

Big Boss Man!

Rainy night with Mr. Hadi AKA BamBam!
24/07/2022

Rainy night with Mr. Hadi AKA BamBam!

Seascape Photography
22/07/2022

Seascape Photography

Something I read has been bothering me for years.I read it in a Bukowski book called Post Office.It goes:'He faltered ag...
20/07/2022

Something I read has been bothering me for years.
I read it in a Bukowski book called Post Office.

It goes:

'He faltered again. God o mighty, I thought, doesn't anybody notice but me? I looked around, nobody was concerned. They all professed, at one time or another, to be fond of him---"GG's a good guy." But the "good old guy" was sinking and nobody cared.'

Read it years ago, and as time passes, Bukowski's words bother me more by the year.

Sometimes it bothers me when I think about myself and many of my friends who I've gone the extra mile for time and time again, and how they have left me to fend for myself in some of the most challenging times of my life.

Other times it bothers me to think about how much more we could have been there for my brother when he needed us at our most supportive. He helped way more people than I did in his short life, he cared much deeper. His mannerism was way more real. Men like him don't come around many a stride. In fact, I haven't seen a man like him in my life. Never met another man like my brother. He was a man amongst men! A comrade amongst friends! He liked to have fun as carelessly as deeply he cared for people in need.

All the qualities that men should aspire to have, my brother had them. He was a physical beast, way stronger than me. He was confident as an alpha bull. He mingled with all kinds of folk. He carried himself like a beggar amongst beggars. He didn't respect money or power, he respected comradery, loyalty, will power, not taking yourself serious. He respected people who didn't take themselves too seriously, who could have a laugh at their own expense.

There's so many stories about my brother I want to write down that it overwhelms me. But I will tell the world about my brother, so that anyone who comes in contact with me is touched by him too.

But all these will just be that now, stories.

Please, don't let the "good old guy" in your life sink.

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