DRAWING WITH LIGHT

This happens to be my 5oth post on my blog and so I played a game with myself.50--milestone--journey--life--memories--photos.................
This is where I got stuck and invariably was sucked into memories of life captured in some beautiful photos.
The very first that I have of myself is black and white,dog-eared and fragile.In it I am a fat plump baby in my mom's lap on the famous The Ridge ,Shimla,frowning at the photographer.It attains special significance because I believe it will always give me the warmth of my mom's lap,as long as I live.
Another favourite one from childhood is of a pet goat with my aunt,I still can't decide who looks more beautiful.
Our marriage photos are the no comments category,what can one say about one's over-dressed,stressed and fatigued avatar.
My daughter's first picture is of course special,but it is also differnt cause it was from a phone camera.
Then there are the digital types,the ones we can't smeell,hold or put in a frame on a wall
,but can post them directly on our social networks.The saying a photo never lies doesn't hold true now,we can manipulate and adapt images.should we ,I wonder....



Incidentally the word "photograph" is based on the Greek (phos) "light" and  (graphê) "write" or "representation by means of lines" or "drawing", together meaning "drawing with light".

SILENCE

The silence
is now a constant noise
inside me.

It thrives
on my dreams,
it survives on
my smiles.

Can it empty me completely?
Perhaps someday
when I'll have
no more questions to ask
no more answers to give.

JUST LET THEM BE...

Until a few years ago,summers were synonymous with vacations,family holidays,indoor games and visits to grandparents.Things have changed a lot since then.
Internet and TV are the only constant pals,available all the time at just the touch of a button,games means video games and summers mean even more hardwork at various so-called hobby classes.
To add to this madness ,has emerged a new category of occupation for children - tv shows.Children are all over the place-singing and dancing (the only two worthwhile talents in this form of media).
Anxious and over-excited parents line up for auditions along with kids in thousands.The sweltering heat doing little to deter them from their mission fame.

Nobody thinks even once about how these shows can open the kids to a level of public scrutiny, of shame and of failure.In our desparation for a celebrity status for our kid and  for ourselves we forget the basic rule of parenting :just let them be.
They have a whole life to prove their mettle in some thing or the other,so why hasten the process of being in the rat -race.
We must stop before we completely annihilate childhood,become an all-adult ruthless society and childhood a thing books say tales about.