One of my brother's close friends, Yog Joy, originally a landowner/farmer was becoming a keen photographer. A very warm and gentle human being, he had come to visit Paul and was planning to go back to his village, about 50 km from Delhi, to visit his farm and take pictures. Since I liked him for being what he was, and since I wasn't doing anything at the time, I decided to go with him for two-three days and on a whim asked my brother to give me a camera. He loaded a film in an Agfa Super Sillete, a small camera, for me and briefly explained how to operate the exposure and focus.
We reached Yog's village that afternoon. While he was photographing the village children in the streets, I stood around watching. On the other side, I saw a baby donkey and began to chase it, and this sight-of a grown man chasing a baby donkey - greatly amused the children. As I went closer to take a picture, the baby donkey started running and I began chasing it and the children had a hearty laugh. And then I deliberately began chasing the donkey to amuse the children further. Finally, the baby donkey grew exhausted and came to a standstill, and I took a picture and I got this close-up of its face in soft focus, my first photograph.
When I came back to Delhi, my brother got the film processed and much to my surprise, he picked up this image and said that it was a very good photograph. To which I said, ‘O yeah?' This was the picture my brother sent to The Times in London. In the mid 60s the Times used to print a half-page photo every weekend of something unusual, funny, strange or ironic. The picture editor there was Norman Hall, who went on to be editor of the British Journal of Photography annual and had previously edited the reputed Photography magazine in the UK where he famously published portfolios of master photographers of that time like Henri Cartier Bresson, Margaret Bourke White and Bill Brandt. He published it as a half-page picture in the paper with my byline and that was the beginning of my journey as a photographer.