Tuesday, September 28, 2004

It has been a long time since I blogged. Why I really don't care.

Niways, I just watched a DVD titled "War Stories" and it tells the stories of war correspondents covering the civil war in Uzbekiztan, somewhere in former USSR. It tells of the hardships and the risks that we journalists take in order to produce our stories and photos.

It made me wonder why I chose my current profession, photojournalist, as compared to a relatively easy and higher paying job as a corporate slave. I mean I do have all the credentials and experience plus a few units of Masteral subjects and a diploma in retail management.

The truth of the matter is I love what I am doing, no matter how difficult or insane it might be. I mean nobody in his right mind would eagerly look forward to a confrontation or exhaust all his resources trying to be assigned to the frontline. I do not mind working under the hot sun and patienly waiting for something to break nor do I complain being soaked in torrential rain and risking life, limb, and property just to take a photo.

Sure I do voice out my feelings, but in the end like a moth to a flame, I am drawn to the adrenaline busting world of media.

As a journalist, I give voice to suffering, a window to adversity, and a road to recovery for the masses. On the other hand I am also there to share in their joy and in ther sorrow. I know what it is like out there because I am out there with them.

Would I ever consider another career, probably. But in the end, I would always keep coming back to where my heart is.

"There is no truth, only stories...."

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