The symptoms of were loud and clear. It was depression. It was making our journey by car to Kolkata from Vizac, very tiresome, which otherwise we both enjoy.
Occasion for the journey was sad. My younger sister-in-laws husband expired. We were all like friends. It’s difficult to forget everything and enjoy journey. Distance from Vizac to Kolkata is nearly 900Km. Most of the time we were on express highway. Roads were good, but our mood was not.
Then came two rescue were my two old friends music and photography. Nothing else can change your mood like music. So I started playing a potpourri of songs and taking photographs of whatever came in sight. Still last 200 km were hard to kill. We were fatigued. Anyhow we reached there stayed for 15 days, meeting everyone is a nice, beautiful ever lasting experience. SIL,BIL, their sons, daughters, grandchildren all united to share the grief. This is one thing where you can’t do anything, have to accept it. Life moves on and sweet memories remain. God bless the departed soul.
Paint peeled at some places on the wall, what does it look like?
When you are focusing on a subject to take a photograph and someone nudges you, unintentionally. What do you get? A BLURRRRR, of course.
An unexpected victory? A snapshot of an unlikely moment? This week, show us something that defies the odds.
What if life gives you a lemon which is not juicy. Life has sucked all the juice before giving it to You? You can’t make a lemonade.