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i spend more tym dreaming during the exams than probably ne other tym in the year! n m sure m nt the only one who does that. like one's brain is programmed to search fr routes to escape away from the subjects. one such random excursion brings me here at this hour

jus surfin thru some old snaps tat were lyin on ma ipod. a collection of a few best tyms i have had that hav been captured.

ther hav been so many others that can only be stored in pensieves. flashes tat i will some day look bac upon. wonder how many of them will get corrupted tomorrow though... faces disfigured, a scratch here a line ther... blurs..

i prefer looking back at life tat way.as if it were a photo album. lose the words, the sounds, jus the person, n the oh so expressive faces. (words are deceptive.. faces rarely so)
whatever be the story behind each person, when it comes to a snap, we alwes try to come up wit the best expressions. happy faces!!!

thanks to Nicéphore Niépce (the dude who invented photography) i have some moments frozen in time.

some snaps make u cry others make u smile, some give u strength, some others give u faith. when u accidentally discover a snap somewher, it takes u back in time... u relive smtin, which myt have been insignificant then, but feels priceless today.
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Anonymous said…
Rightly said. a photograph is a part of our life captured on paper (or the computer, as we are now in an age of digital photography).Life is all about those moments which stand out amongst others. its nice to take a journey thru them once in a while.
November 11, 2008 at 8:44 AM
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