One of my Dad’s greatest hobbies was photography. Ever since I can remember, Dad always had a camera handy and was snapping away – family events, visits to London or simply during a Sunday family outing.
During my first trip to the UK in 1981, I remember my frustration and impatience whilst waiting for Dad to take pictures on our way to each and every historical place. This meant us stopping every five minutes to take a picture of this and a picture of that. One must also keep in mind that in those days digital cameras did not exist so Dad had to fiddle with the exposure meter, ensure that the aperture was correct etc etc.
Being just 9 years old, for me this was a waste of time but now, nearly 25 years and many photographs later, I can see the beauty and artistic features of the photos he used to take. They were not just snapshots but beautiful photos that take me down memory lane.
As the year’s passed, Dad got me hooked into photography. Life has been made easier with digital photography, enabling us budding photographers to experiment more.
I am sharing some of my favourite pictures on this blog – they may not be meaningful to you out there but to me they are special.
In a way, this love of photography is my way of feeling closer to my Dad, who unfortunately passed away ten years ago.
