I never wanted to break this naturalistic thread

[bellal khan]

The Bitter Price of Taking an Unconventional Path
That week in September I went to my first Fashion Week , in Paris.

Just like that, for no reason other than to distract myself by taking some photos.

It's funny because I had already shared photos on my Instagram profile in the past, but the subjects had always been only landscapes.


“Who cares, I'm adrift now ,” I said to myself.

And then, it happened .

The next day one of the girls from the show shared a photo I had taken of her on her profile.

She liked it. A photo of a total stranger. With minimal social media following.

It didn't take much else to convince me to attend canada telegram data every other day of the event.

Photography, fashion, people who appreciate my work…

I finally felt like the dots were starting to connect, outlining the path I had been dreaming of finding for years .

I was flooded with new emotions, too many to handle so suddenly.

I immediately called my psychologist .

It helped me calm down, get organized, and take control of my reinvigorated will.

I took advantage of the energy to make things clear:

“I want to be a photographer.”

I told my parents, I told my friends, I told everyone I knew.