Empty Frames....

This was an old picture of myself with my sister around 12 years ago, in the garden of the bungalow where we stayed, in Lonavla. It's one of those pictures that I look back at and feel the waves of time washing over me. That was a time that I'll cherish all my life.... something I wish I could relive... or atleast go through it as a spirit.... 

Only a few weeks ago, I went back to Lonavla and instinctively first went to that bungalow... We don't live there anymore and the landlords were there. So I asked for the permission and went around, clicking pictures to take back. I regreted. A lot... I cried as I clicked most of them, each frame filled with more than just the area but with memories, and the time we'd spent there. As I looked through the view finder, I saw my little self, playing around the place with my cousins.... and as I clicked one particular picture, I saw one particular picture that my mother had clicked 12 years ago from the same spot where I stood at that moment......

The picture looks strangely empty to me..... 

Trapped...

We had a photography project and were supposed to click pictures on a theme. It had me clicking madly all over the place!! This was one of those project pictures. As I crossed my college, along the fence, this cat was one that caught my eye. I don't know how this feline got into that thing, but it sure made me think when I saw it again on my comp screen later... How much it reflected the lives of a lot of us. We're into a situation, trapped, seemingly caged, but we've got no clue how we got there or how to get out. Of course, that was not the case with this creature, It must have known how to get out...But it definitely is with a lot of people.... one of them being me....