The last few weeks have been a buzz of activity (sis visiting, Diwali, Dusherra, doc visits, kid’s school dance concert, a new boss, and strange-but –true a new super super boss too!!)….but strangely enough (again), there wasn’t any impetus to blog (perhaps there was a lot to get lazy !!- again!!)
Anyways, who am I answerable to? Is there any monitoring cell to check how many blogs I have created since inception? Aren’t blogs an expression of freedom? Who leads this confusion..
Anyways, my sister’s visit was peppered with a short teeny weeny visit to local govt resort that we found lovely, green, slightly rainy and extremely peaceful.. she being the quintessential photographer, everything from mom’s legs (paadams, if u please) to myriad spider webs to the kid’s antics – all captured to a whopping 300 pics!! How bright is the human instinct to capture something for posterity.. speaking of pictures, I am rather disappointed that the still cam that my sis gave me is not working now (rather , when I checked out at the local photo studio, it was an outdated model for Indian markets).. so much so for my 14 MP camera, the possessed pride within me smudging away faster than the kajal in my eyes!
Was it more a resignation of the fact that a Nikon SLR was way too expensive for me? Or would my perfunctory interest in photography be limited to cliking endless pictures of my kid with her dad, who refuses to have anything with the camera , with or within it! Which leaves me, the wannabe ‘photo clicker’ of my small family always at the ‘shooting’ end and no wonder I am filled with wonder what I looked like 2 or 3 or 4 years ago when my little one was born .. but who was to click those snaps
But it’s also probably true what hubby believes in : “Live in the moment” .. which is rather better than “live for the moment” . I guess - to each his own. So while I was struggling with the icons in the new camera(while it was working) in the darkened auditorium for my little one’s concert, my husband was blissfully watching the darling of his eyes(life if u please) dancing to every (little) lady’s favourite “…raindrops and roses…” .. His utter disgust while I was trying to fix the battery (which true to Murphy’s law or my own lack of preparedness gave way) at the prime time that she was on stage for irritated me to no end with my sister’s amusement (she was a guest visitor at the school) at my (not our) discomfiture of not having able to film a video of the occasion…
The camera(s) { I have two , nay three, such defunct cameras) lie in my shelf now, having been declared unfit for human activity .. .and I ferverently hope (having missed the Diwali season) for a new year sale that will bring the sunshine back into my life – those joyous moments of capturing a rare moment of my little one jumping on her dad’s stomach or combing naani’s hair or just ‘posing’ for the camera!
Priceless moments indeed - Even Mastercard cannot buy !! For that ONE Kodak moment .. Or did I mention , Canon ? :)
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