A Few Clicks To Remember 

Hello my fabulous readers. When I was enthusiastic, I had a habit of clicking pictures of everything. Whether it was a party, outings or just a casual meet, I never forget to click pics. Some people disliked this, because I had a habit of clicking their pictures without their permission. Obviously, It was bad because sometimes, the picture portrayed some different situation, some different story. But I never shared such pics with anyone, but yes I have shared the rest of the pics. I even blackmailed my friends with those pics. In a joking way, of course.

Golf Course, Ambey Valley, Lonavala @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove

Not only that, I was very fond of the newly launched mobile with a high tech camera. Long back, I had even bought one. I still have that mobile in working condition. But because of rising technology and the internet, I had to buy a new phone because of this 4G-5G support. Yes, but this time, I didn’t buy it with my money. and also, by that time, I started losing my interest in technology.

Masala Papad, Indian side / time pass dish, Jai Hind restaurant, Lower parel , Mumbai @MakeTimeForThingYouLove

Over time, I started losing interest in capturing moments too. Now-a-days, I am too lazy to click pics. Also, I find it boring to pose for someone, to be in a pic. Whether it is clouds, or shades of lights on water, even some print on bedsheets, I had clicked all. Whether food, my new haircut, or some xyz statue, I didn’t leave any stone to capture it. By the way, I have clicked  pics of stone too. People said, enjoy the moment, don’t waste it by clicking pics. True, But memories do come back when we see photos. As such, I don’t remember some places that I had visited a long time back. But when I see the pics, I recollect all the places. Thanks to google, for giving us notification of photos memories. We take photos as a return ticket to a moment otherwise it’s gone.

Shades of lights, Haji Ali, Mumbai @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove

When I see my old pics of some vacation, I sometimes laugh. Because the way I dress  was funny. But sometimes, I also see the accessories I had worn that time. The nails, nail paint, the hairband, not so messy hair, the shoes, the watch, etc. and sometimes shocking because I really don’t know where these accessories are? Because some dresses I still wear. And Because, I had visited this place too.

Sea lion show, Jungle Safari, Bangkok @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove

I am not at all a professional photographer. I don’t have a DSLR. I had one digital camera. and I carried it once in the Mumbai rains. RIP. My digital camera, you will be missed, always. I had always clicked snaps from my mobile. When Nokia was ruling, I had this awesome phone. Don’t remember the model number, but it was a flap mobile. The camera quality and also the zoom quality was awesome. But I don’t know how I lost it. But now with this latest mobile, I don’t know what’s wrong with this. The camera quality is good at start, but when you update the software, it loses all its quality, even some features. So it happened with my latest mobile too. Now, the camera quality is not so good.

Clicked from my Nokia phone, Mahalaxmi temple, Goa. @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove

So what’s great in clicking pics? When a professional photographer clicks your photos, he or she makes sure that you feel good, look good and special in that photograph. All your emotions come out, when you see your own inner image. But when a roadside photographer, like me, clicks your photos, You will either be laughing or you will find the devil inside you. But on a serious note, after a few years, you will feel great that you have not clicked, but you have captured the memories. You have arrested the memories.

Munnar, Kerala @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove

Have a great day.. Keep clicking photos. 

Shared / sharing some photos here, clicked by me.

Kalathil Lake Resort, Kumarakom, Kerala @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove
Nariman Point Sky Line, Mumbai @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove
Diwali Festival 2012, Mumbai @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove

** all images are captured by me. Please do not use the images without my permission **

The Colored Faces Memories.

Its 2021 and this year too we are celebrating festivals in a dull manner with increasing numbers of Covid patients.  Ya,  the same covid and blah blah. We don’t need any explanation now on what is Holi or Dhulivandhan or Holika. The Holi festival reminds me of 1990s day where there was no rain dance or DJ. It was just water, water balloons and hell lots of “chipku” colors (The colors which takes time to go off).

But, to be honest,  I use to love this chipku colors coz it was funny to see colored faces next day in school.  We hardly use to recognized our own friends and later we use to laugh coz we played with some other kids.

Yes,  there were some cons too.  We used dirty muddy water and even threw eggs.  The most nostalgic thing in Holi was to get up early in morning just to fill bucket full of water balloons.  But right now,  all these things are ban (but not in between us). So instead came rain dance and DJ.  Today, everybody loves this rain dance and DJ.  But one things I like about today’s Holi is the different types of gadgets for kids. Like Water Gun in form of pretty bag or Riffle Gun. So I bought one water gun bag for my daughter. She was very happy but it became heavy after filling water in it. And I was the one, behind her, carrying that bag and she targeted me only.

The Colored Faces Memories

Holi

Back in 1990s, we had this silver color. The friend is “Ghost” when his/her face gets covered by this silver color. The one who has this color, we use to refer  him/her as “Ameer Dost (rich friend) “.

To maintain the clean face was very big task then, coz school had this strict rule that student will be punished if his/her face is not clear. So we use to apply oil on our face before playing with colors. Or keep on cleaning the face with good water. And  We even used shampoo.

But Still one corner use to left behind. Mostly, that corner was ears. But we didn’t care of ears and thank god for the colored ears n not the face.

Memories. Memories.. Those days will not come back. But still we can recreate it. Waiting for covid to go.. N silver color to come back to life. 

Holi Hai Bhai Holi Hai, Bura Na Mano Holi hai. 

(Please don’t mind, It’s Holi festival)

 

 

 

Real Holi Snaps  2011

Happy Holi