The things we do- for memories are selectively retained

Took time to browse through the pictures I took in Seoul, and the memories just came back like I was there yesterday.

The school, CJ House, and out... The many a gatherings and outings and celebrations and drinking sessions... the times when there was zilch responsibilities and absolute freedom to do what your heart tells you to do, and not what your mind says you should be doing. The genuine happy smiles frozen in a place that transcends time and space. the random crazy ideas we had, the happiness and nil restrictions that we all seek.. the almost trouble-free lifestyle, living in absolute comfort and ease. all those gone with the wind once we step on board the journey home. I see the face i see everyday in the mirror being captured in pictures by friends with expressions I never thought i have, and can never replicate in front of a camera now.

The decision to put pressure on the camera shuttle is a consideration of a split second. any later the photo would not turn out the way it is, but before that lies the opportunity to be at the right place at the right time.