Just photograph? No, it's time machine...

Someone said, it’s not good to think of past, one should live in present, like kids do...

Kids craft their own world out of nothing. Sometimes they try to catch air like they are in garden full of colourful butterflies; they swing in air like they are the best dancers; they sing like a rockstar. Really past and future are only grammar things for them. They live every single moment in present...

Thank god we have camera to capture those moments in photograph. Clicking a photograph is not a simple task; one has to freeze those perfect moments so those moments can live forever inside photograph.

When kids grow up, so many complexities come in so many forms. They realize that future is not just a tense, it’s something which they can’t see but their all efforts will have to be for future only. Again I am thankful to God, now a day’s technology is giving us a view of future and we have some artistic imaginary images of future...

Literally I have to say sometimes these photographs do time machine’s job. I am not talking about movies, but those flashbacks are really awesome. What else we can wish from a time machine, just to travel in our best time. These photographs do the same. I still wonder how my father was so fascinated about clicking pics, somewhere he also knew that those colourful moments will never come again, so why not to capture in photograph. I wonder how we used to be so mad for that phone cam in college days. We used to try so many poses and I was the declared mad by ‘a group of crazy creatures’, my friends. Sometimes they used to say I have to pay them for click.

Soon our all (not so) hard efforts started giving us fruits and complexities came in form of different cities. I earned some money and bought a cam far better than that phone cam. But very soon I realized it’s not the megapixel or price of cam, it’s the moments which matters for a good photograph. I did some attempts to recreate those moments, but somewhere those crazy creatures and stupidity were always missing. Now I am ready to pay those mad guys, but they don’t have time to click me.

Again as usual complexities came in a different form with fake smiles and I had to pretend that I am also happy like everyone. I stopped pretending, so I stopped laughing as well. Now I just smile for the sake of laugh...

I have some photographs, which sometimes seem old and faded comparatively to my latest photographs. But only I know the beauty of those photographs. Those photographs are not only image files, they have power of flashbacks and believe me I use to travel in past where I am chasing colourful butterflies and singing like a rockstar...