Wow!!! Beautiful photos, Gunjan!!!! You got some serious photographic skills.
I was a bit fortunate to have a decent amount of photos of my childhood. On some random days, I open those albums — photos of me, my brother, family, relatives.A one- year old me in Shimla’s snow. Of course, I don’t remember at all. Another photo of me dressed as a girl. hahah!!. Mom explains the scenarios of how I used to act and pose. Flashback of memories which I remember. Nostalgia.
Though, I ain’t every photo fanatic. Rather, I used to hate my friends — who on our trips just go on clicking photos — at every spot; they want selfies in all angles and then instant FB check-in. And, I hate that.
But, later, I realized, photography isn’t bad. But, I prefer, few good clicks of the place — for the memories. When long after you visit those photos. You cherish the old memories and relive them. You smile and laugh over it. Truly — photography is another way of storytelling. And, also, a music of life. Wow!!!
I am not much active on Insta — I have just opened the account for namesake. But, I would visit to see your photography :)
And, finally, Peekaboo — interesting game. Never heard of this :D
