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Hobbies are an excellent way to relax, to unwind and pass time pleasurably. Hobbies are a way to detach oneself from the hustle and bustle of the world and get some peace and quiet. At least that is what I believe hobbies to be.
But when I see the hobbies some people engage in, I am amazed. How can you call extreme sports a hobby? Being at the edge of danger constantly, pumping your system with adrenaline because of the dangerous stunts you are performing. I mean, how is that a hobby?
Imagine mountain biking for instance... riding a bike by a mountain. The wind in your hair, the sound of the engines under your thighs, the infinite bumps that characterize the journey, the feeling of being in absolute control... until you are no longer sure if you have control, the bumps get too many, your heart begins to skip, perspiration breaks out on your face, you begin to feel yourself loosing control...
Somehow, you gain control, you were able to stop the bike before it ran over a steep rock. You are safe. Or are you? You still have about 10miles down the mountain before you get to those who have come to cheer you in your hobby.
Well, you can stop imagining now! That's enough imagination for one day. But it's is totally unclear to me how someone can call that his sport. How someone could do that in his pass time... I mean, as a doctor, my work already pumps me with a lot of adrenaline... adding that of an extreme sport? I think my heart could just explode.
But then, who am I to judge? People define themselves differently and their hobbies are their hobbies, their choice that they have made. I haven't been a really decisive person when it comes to choices, I guess that is why it is so hard to find a hobby and stick with it.
The picture above is that of a grass or plant right in front of my house. I got bored one evening and decided to do a bit of phone photography. I have never taken any lesson in photography, I just opened my camera and took a shot, added some touches with the google photos app on my phone and voila... it came out really good.
Here is the picture again...
I never liked botany. Even when I needed to learn the botanical names of plants, I failed blatantly. I don't know anything about this plant other than it is a weed, a kind of weed. Not the type you smoke to get high oh..lol. When I saw how the picture came out, I decided to do another one. Another plant...
I don't know if this plant was about to wither or if some insects have feasted on it's leaves. I think that the latter is more likely given that we are in the rainy season at the moment.
I was happy with the outcome of this one so I went into the compound and I saw some flowers by the fence. I don't know why I hadn't noted such beauty before. I took a position and took some shots... they came out good enough for a wallpaper.
Now, I am thinking... should I pursue photography as a hobby? Would it always be as fulfilling as I have felt it these few times? Is it going to sap me of energy in the long run? I don't know. Maybe I should purse it, maybe I should find out what beauties lie behind the lens of a camera... maybe.
Or maybe I should find another hobby.
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