Reflections

‘Trees In My Feet’ Copyright © LalaRukh.

I developed interest in photography a while back. Like blogging, it became my passion for a while. I would take my camera and spend hours taking photos of anything that would seem interesting to me. Both of these so called passions of mine have gone back to being hobbies now. The ones that you feel like doing occasionally.

I have got many photographs collected in my computer so I thought what better place can I find to share those except here on my blog, with such lovely people as my readers. So here I go.

Attempting the word press photo challenge ‘Reflections‘ for this week. I like this photo because it was the first proper photo I took so despite so many issues in the photo, it is one of my favorites as it marks an interesting stage of my life. Looking forward to your criticism as it is the information that helps you grow !

While Taking A Photograph -A Moment Of Clarity

Me and my uncle share a special connection. We’d meet at holidays once a year and that time proves to be a crucial time for me. He has three kids who are no different than the chipmunks, I be the Alvin. They turn my house upside down in front of my eyes and I could do nothing but change my positions sitting on my couch, trying to control my anger. While at the same time my uncle cleans out every eatable in my fridge.

I remember an incident from the last time he visited me. He needed a photograph for his passport and asked me to help him. I knew my life is in danger as it was his utmost duty to ruin family group photos every time. Even though, I agreed. I had to.

I take a glance of him through the lens of my camera. He is sitting on a chair with a broken leg (thanks to his kids) and looking right towards me. I notice some gradual changes in his appearance. His face turns more red and his eye-brows move some more towards his head and closer to his nose. His jaws seems like coming out of his skin. A thin red vein is visible on his neck and it feels stretched like a rubber band. His eyes bulge out even more as if he has seen a zombie coming towards him. He is still – I feel like he’d give a sound of  ‘tunn – tunn’ if I hit him with a stick.

I was horrified. Before I could pull out my head and ask him, I hear a strange sound. Like someone has made a hole in a Tyre and air is blowing out with pressure.

I figured out, he just had his moment of clarity. Do you had ?

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A post written in response to Daily Prompt: Moment of Clarity

Credits: 

Idea taken from a lesson in my Urdu book of 6th or 7th grade, I don’t remember now exactly.

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