Was thinking of a post without photo. I grew up at a time when photos were precious 36 at a time and you paid a fortune to develop them. My father had a nikon and loved to take photos. But less of people, more of scenery. My first camera was kind of a hotshot. Not good but made me shutter happy. We graduated from that to canon, to digital camera till we stepped into this, world of a1000 splintered images of good angle, bad pose, candid and uff ki mota lagche amaye! Life is more reel than real.... And the best memories remain in the heart!