The Photograph

 

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THE PHOTOGRAPH

 

A photograph can speak thousand words; it can bring your past again in front of your eyes. A photograph can haunt you with long lost memories, since your photograph is not just a piece of paper but it's a part of you…

 

Today while I was shifting my home I found a very dirty and forgotten cardboard box. When I opened it, I found few of the things which were related to my past relationship and with the person whom I loved more than myself. I overlooked everything but then I saw a beautifully framed photograph of both of us which denied my heart to overlook it. It was clicked about three years back in a friend's house, at the time when we both just started with our relationship. But it felt like as if it was clicked just yesterday…

 

That photograph took me back in time. She was looking gorgeous and her eyes were shining bright. We were together and I can't express how happy we were. We wanted to capture each and every precious moment of ours and thus we clicked a photograph that day. Later on, after few months she framed that photograph and gave me as a gift. As I was watching the photograph I thought about that day and going back to my past again, but it is impossible. The photograph reminded me that once I was also even happy and used to smile but this world changed every part of me…

 

Everything has been changed now, our relationship is no more alive but yet I can still breathe her by my side. That corner of room where the photograph was clicked is just same with the same colour pattern but only we both are missing from it. I realized that now my past can never again become my future but as long as I'm alive I will keep my past in my heart.

 

A lot of people say to me that "Move ahead….", "Gone is gone" or "Your world is waiting for you"…

But they just don't know one thing that I have already lost my world in past, and now I can only live it again with memories and photographs.

 

So I kept that photograph in a safe place and continued to pack my things again, since it was not just a photograph but a mirror to my past and an inevitable part of me.

 

 

 

Reviews

[LlamaLord]

So very touching. Now, it seems as though your writing is much more personal and much more meaningful than before. The words you used to describe the picture were so exact, and so heartfelt, I wanted to read it over and over.
"She was looking gorgeous and her eyes were shining bright. We were together and I can't express how happy we were. We wanted to capture each and every precious moment of ours and thus we clicked a photograph that day."
I love those lines... It's is so strong. Filled inevitably with passion. When I look at pictures, I just can't see the things others do. I can't find much emotion. However, when I come across a picture of someone I loved/love, it means so much. I'm sure thats what you were feeling as well. Best wishes :)

-Austin

[Innocent]

A photograph can speak thousand words; it can bring your past again in front of your eyes. A photograph can haunt you with long lost memories, since your photograph is not just a piece of paper but it's a part of you?
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This is such a great line to open with which all of us can relate ourselves. It goes well with anyone and certainly if you see then you can generalize this writing as a common piece of writing for all of us, whosoever ever had or has an unforgettable past. Everytime whenever I see his pics or mails I also feel the same. Thanks a lot for not only conveying your feelings but of many other people like me too.

[Kevin Andros]

Your Poetic nature is very hard to hide as you write poems between the lines of your stories. I'm happy to see that you have started writing stories and experimenting with patterns. Loved this peice, was very touching, and your poet within has added a special touch, like the Icing on the cake.

Your peices are always touching and very personal and really very heart - wenching, and I think you hear that so many times that sometimes I wonder why don't you ever get bored of this.

Instead, I'm going to talk about your story writing skills and praise it. Though you are new to this style of writing, it suits you perfectly. I had been telling you all along to write stories, and finally, here you are. You have done a great job over here and I will expect more works from you now, and with High expectations.

A great work done by you, keep writing and experiment more with prose writing.

Great work again.

Thanks for sharing it in here.

~KA~

P.S. - Review kar hi diya na! he he he! :-D

[Blackbeats]

But they just don't know one thing that I have already lost my world in past, and now I can only live it again with memories and photographs.

Loved this line the most. There is a lot of depth in your words.

[Roxy]

I loved it!!!
The pictures , the font, the colors...everything is just perfect to set that mood of nostalgia and it certainly did!
I agree that Photographs are special though, even the ones that make us sad...

[Karl]

I can't tell you how much I loved it.
I can read your writings anytime and everytime I read them they seem so fresh and lively. This is what make a writer and exceptional writer-for what you are.

[Together]

I was listening the song Haunted when I started reading this, so the mood was set right through the start and the opening lines increased the feelings of nostalgia.
This is surely a masterpiece!

[Golden]

This is beautiful. so sad and beautiful.

[Hugs Not Handcuffs]

I like this very much, it's personal and reads almost like a journal entry. I enjoyed it.

[Imperfection]

This is a very personal piece�hard to review. But this is something most readers will identify with. I found it very much relatable.
When I was younger, one of the things I loved to do was to capture happy moments. If I was having a good time doing something, being with someone, I would make sure I had photos to store the moments. But I no longer do that. Some experiences change us and our lives forever. I cannot bring myself to look at those old pictures of us now. It is very hard for me to go through old letters or e-mails.

Reading this piece, flooded my mind with images from my past.

"yet I can still breathe her by my side" is probably the reason even today, when you write about her, there is no dearth of words. You do not have to think. They just flow.