Old photo albums, as old as time. Holding all the memories for lifetime. From black and white to colorful, A year old to the age ninety nine. Flipping through its pages A sound so dear to my ears. Photos from contests and gatherings Bringing back those days and cheers. Searched for one, this very morning. Out of stock, they didn't have one. Where do we store all memories now? Is it so reliable? Your camera phone... Trusting a machine, more than papers, That erases our brain, let alone pictures. Everything is fancy, all that's virtual. Real are rusting... all photos, scriptures. Something as simple as this, An album and photobook... Is not in use anymore, A reality that shook. ©Anagha Ukaskar When was the last time you bought a photo album? 🥺 don't let them go extinct! #Sheher #Nojoto #Album #poem #Poet #nojotoenglish #Love
