times gone by
i just spent some time looking at my photo collection. it’s not too big – i went through it pretty quickly. some of those moments captured, however, almost brought tears to my eyes. in a nostalgic mood today? perhaps. probably. i wonder why i haven’t taken more photos all this while. i don’t like being in them, and am actually quite lazy to take them, but i think that if you take a heck lot of pictures (even seemingly pointless ones), you’d end up with at least a few which you’d treasure greatly. and i think that’s quite a good deal, really.
actually, a little part of my mind tells me that photos are insidious things, that they lay a trap which gets you stuck in the past and wishing back for the days of auld lang syne. true, i suppose, but that little part of my mind exaggerates a great deal. i think that as long as you snap back to the present after sometime, indulging in the past is a perfectly ok thing to do.
do you still remember, how we used to be? viva forever.