Saturday, May 19, 2012

When A Photographs Speaks

When people ask me "Whats your hobby dude?" I reply them "going through old photographs"..
How many of us have experienced he feeling of nostalgia when going through old pics? kinda all of them.
Because photographs never change.
The naughtiness of the incident, the sweetness of the incident, the place where it took place, the members who were present during that event every inch of the photograph will make u feel better sometimes photographs rip our hearts and makes us cry for weeks


Few things which you will preserve in your memory for your entire life .... the list will go on like
First crush 
First kiss 
First teacher 
First train journey 
First photograph ....

Your crush may leave , your kiss may fade, trains may change , many other things whatever you seem to keep in your mind may change or fade or sometimes you may even forget but "A Photograph" never changes, never leaves, never forgets....

(This pic was designed by Siddu my friend for our SSM school group)

The first photograph i remember having taken and which itself made the occasion special is a school group photo. They wil make us stand according to our height and boys in top and girls sitting below ( i purely dint mean anything vulgar in this phrase :P ) . Then our class teacher would be siting in the middle with our principal and the photographer would say "Cheese". The day when we get the photograph in our hands, we all will be flying in air. Hey i look smart , i closed my eyes ,stupid photographer , hey anu why are you looking Raghu ?? , comments like this will be in the classroom air for some two hours. Then keeping the photo inside the only longsize note book and praying god that i should not rain that day.. ( Few guys will bring polythene cover and as always i would forget).


The next type of photo will be some of our relatives, aunt or uncle would have bought a car and we all kids will be standing in front of it and giving poses like as if we own the microsoft&co .( The above photo consists of models and they arent my cousins). Sometimes cousins all of us would wear same colored shirt and take a photograph and photograph with our cycle,  sitting in dad's bike , photogrpah with neighbors during festivals or birthday parties, photographs which consits of mom and dad and we would be peeping from behind and i remember myself crying that my mom and dad left me at home during their wedding as I was not in the photographs .

(My sister Sivanandhini's marriage. Me with my aunts uncles and my cousins)

The next photo we would remember is wedding pics. Some of our relatives will be getting married and we would be putting our best suits and three coatings or four coatings of makeups and we will be thrilled more than the bride and groom on how will i look in this photo and how will others look would be our main concern. The photo captures the liveliness of the occasion. The grooms last laughter, the girls last tear, cousins standing by, colorful atmosphere , everyone taking care of our function, a wedding photograph would tell different tales to people . A father's  trouble , mother's care, sister's love, brother's affection... 

(Santhosh, me & Sridhar in coiambatore agriculture college)

Many photographs,
 Photographs with friends 
Photographs with teachers
Photographs with nature 
Photographs with pets
Photographs with our love 
Photographs with our home .... 
List may go on and on and on for different people... A photograph will make us forgive fights , a photogrpah  had been the cause for the end of second world war , a photograph may make us cry for days , make us laugh for no reason , Photograph helps us to make time travel, relive the past , the album may be dust-full, but each and every photo has its own memory .. 

When a Photograph Speaks We Will Definitely End Up in Tears!!!
  

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