my first lens was the kit lens 18-55. she was the bespectacled, chubby girl you chose coz no one else would go out with you. after a while i promptly threw her out of the window and deleted all proof of her existense and our dalliance.

then came the 70-300. now this one knew a trick or too. she was a compromise coz she was cheaper than the canon lenses but aleast she was real and i was in love. we went to many places, never gone before. it was exciting while it lasted. there were things she couldnt do but her other skills made up for it.

and now i was ready for more. i chose the 10-20 sigma as a worthy partner, but it was more an affair than a steady liasion, sweaty one night stands trying to figure out who is on top. and i would always go back to the arms of my 70-300 and it was difficult handling all three, (here i will confess, the 18-55 was only figuratively banished. she has her moments)

so like any self respecting gentleman i decided to settle down, no more changing of lenses, no more cheap thrills with the sigmas, it was time to get hitched. i chose the nikkor 24-120. girl for all seasons, for all reasons. respectable family line, can present to momma. not very excitable but does a bit of everything. and so life continued.

it was while one of them lazy friday afternoons online, that i first set eyes on the nifty fifty, the 50 mm prime lens. small and demure, she blew my heart away unlike anyone before. wild and wicked she couldnt zoom, but why would i want 2 zoom anyway, she couldnt do wide angle but i didnt care. i was in love. she was good to converse with and attractive, her unpredictableness made her a killer, her boekehs pulled at heartstrings, she teased with her closeups, the clarity and sharpness were to die for.

my life would henceforth be divided into two phases - the dull days before and the colourful ones after i met the nifty fifty, how it bought me wealth, happiness, fame and most importantly, an insight into the secrets of life.