A stroll down memory lane - Nawooz camera shy?
Who else faces the same problem as me? Frankly speaking, I don’t enjoy cam-whoring. Usually I only take photos when persuaded. Never voluntarily. I don’t fear the camera thinking it will steal my soul and forever lock it up in the photo. I just see the point of it really. Unless you want a snapshot for memory keepsake.
However, I do love browsing through pictures. You get this funny feeling, which I can’t quite put my thumb on it. I guess that is why some people really love the school yearbooks for that very reason. I think I still have mine stored somewhere. It really captures the years, so to speak. A snapshot in time. One picture, but a thousand stories behind it. Like why Jon actually posed with a yellow waterbottle stuck up his butt. Or why Sani is on his knees with cream on his face. Or why Shum likes posing topless for the camera.
I have a couple of Gigs stored safely on my hard drive. Memories to keep for life. I recently browsed through the album again and caught myself smiling at my youth. Not that I’m old or anything, but those were the best years of my life. Carefree and crazy. Also stumbled upon some firework videos involving Shum, Hero and I. Me being the camera/videoman cum commentator. I laughed so hard remembering the crazy things we did that night. Hero is a real terror when it comes to arson. Having said that, I too, have my own share with arson. Burnt a whole hill behind my old house, I did. Got the fire so big that the fire department sent the trucks down. Got a nice and good hiding from dad that night. There is something wondrous about fire. So dangerous yet exciting. Must be the genes inherited from the cavemen times.
So as camera shy I am/was, I’m pretty glad to have some photos to keep me company till I’m old. Something to show to the kids and hopefully grandkids. Of how a terror dad/grandpa was when he was younger…with full hair…and a full set of teeth…without the wrinkles and four eyes instead of 6 or 8. Dayum….I’m feeling all nostalgic again. Must be the darn watermelons this evening. Gonna go back and scold the fruit seller.
