They say a picture is worth a thousand words.
And as I browsed through old photographs, the door of hidden
memories opened up and again stirred thoughts in my head.
I smiled. I frowned. I stared intently on some of them.
These are worth so much more than any gold you can mine or
pearl you can find.
Painted all over them were emotions luckily captured at
their most precious time.
They speak volumes of the highest decibels. One that even in
silence they are ear deafening.
It is odd isn’t it? The magic they bring.
These very simple things.
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*photos credit to google |
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