Photographs capture that unique moment, frame frozen for eternity. Each photo tells a story, creates a memory. I absolutel y love clicking photos, as you may know if you have been reading my blog for a while.
A few days back, there was a huge celebration for Onam happening in my residential complex. My daughter was a participant in the folk dance which they had organised. I did not want to miss it for anything in the world and I happily reserved my place with many others. It was a large crowd.
My husband was clicking photographs (as I could not click pictures from where I was sitting) and he must have clicked at least a hundred photos of her dance. After her dance, he was desperately trying to catch my eye across the room. Finally he managed to make eye contact with me and then he aimed his camera at me.
I smiled. He captured it.
Of all the pictures he has clicked of me, this one remains my absolute favourite.