Saturday, February 12, 2011

Portrait of a Memory


It was never there. Never in a closed room lit with neon bulbs, a gigantic old flower vase and a shabby curtain to match.Never in a pooram fest, when the girls drew pictures of the kaman with wildflowers, nor when a flower carpet was made with the kakkappoo during Onam. It was never there for me even to touch, and never did it say cheese to me.

When was the first time? Kids in barefoot and the outcast never turns up, the day of the school photo shoot. It was a ten rupee per picture, and I could see my mothers sun burnt frail face on that ten rupee note. My name was not in any school list that asked for money.

I want to take a picture, of a boy, dreaming about bokeh, lying down on the harsh rock, under the summer sun, sweltering in a large cashew nut farm.

15 comments:

Sekhar 3:42 AM  

nostalgic Thulasi. is that ur childhood photo? nice one man... memories die hard. They are the invaluable & integral treasure of ones life, happy or sad. That keep on haunting.

Sekhar 3:48 AM  

my father does have an album just like that. hard, black pages that have triangular paper holders to keep the photos in place and transparent white pages in between to keep the pages away from sticking. hard-bound (cover) memories :)

Yamini 4:30 AM  

gambheer!

Sandeep 12:30 PM  

You are getting better and better. Sometimes pictures dont tell enough.

Manickethaar 9:32 PM  

nice....

വിനയന്‍ 10:54 PM  

Nostalgic! :)

Kazcha 12:10 AM  

what a feel yaar...

അനിലന്‍ 6:53 PM  

:(

RAJEEV Rajdeep 6:12 AM  

..no need for a caption.your pictures talk...sometimes sings...

Anna 7:21 AM  

as the wet ink spreads
in some corner of the heart
where the river sings still

beautiful

Anamika 3:42 AM  

When digital photos have so invaded life, flipping through those black paged-crumbly albums, where each memory has a scent, a memory within and whiff of nostalgia is so refreshing, and a thing of the past...

Rajeeve Chelanat 3:41 AM  

we, peeping out of old snaps...we dont recognize us anymore thulasi..that was someone quite strange to us..
thanks for these brilliant photo memories..

Jayesh-Sivan 9:14 AM  

N O S T A L G I C...! :)

Dr. Lakshmi Nair 5:46 AM  

Beyond those old chores of life, a future blinks..

? 7:35 AM  

Missed this one...

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