The Camera

Yes the dreaded thing that has a lens in the front and a tiny window in the back, constantly staring at me with its evil eye. Making me conscious of every single thing I do. Oh I hate it so much !!!!

Have always hated cameras. I have no pictures or videos of my childhood because all of them involved me running away or picking something up and placing it in front of my face. I also at some point let this fear of cameras proliferate into a fear of talking on stage or in general any audience.  I grew up and managed to become comfortable in front of the still camera and the stage even though scripts still made me nervous.  

Today I faced the dreaded video camera in front of three new section mates and all the old fears came back gushing like a stream of uncontrolled water. The shivers, cold hands, inability to breath making me a case of jelly that could not perform. It was a moment where I wanted to run away or hide under the table but could do neither so just stuttered through it and then my wonderful classmates told me to go without it. Oh what a transformation, I instantly turned into the confident person I am and performed like one of the best actors. 

So makes me wonder, what is it about that camera that scares me. I am not scared of the audience because I received some good feedback but I am petrified of an inanimate object. Someday I will figure out this mystery and conquer my fear over this tiny little image processing box.