Those days, when colour photography was not popular, black-and-white pictures of my ancestors and elders, most of whom were dead before I was born, hung everywhere on the walls of the living room, caged behind cloudy glass. Photographs of different sizes in wooden frames gave each wall of the living room a distinct pattern. After the whitewash, some photos would change places to make a new pattern on the walls and give a facelift to the living room. There was an old clock hanging in the living room amid the pictures, its pendulum swinging back and forth with a gentle tick-tock that seemed to echo through the stillness of the room. Those living walls may be a thing of the past now, replaced by digital frames and online galleries, but the memories the sepia-toned images created in our hearts will always remain.

Source: The Hindu May 26, 2024 07:54 UTC