The Story of Mukil Ganesan Wedding Photography

Holding a Yashika analog camera in my hand, not knowing what to do and being intrigued by the numbers on the display, I ask my dad for help. “Center the frame,” he says. The tender fingers of mine are wrapped around the flimsy plastic body of the camera and I feel both nervous and excited. Controlling my shivering hands, I place my left eye on the viewfinder and I wait for the machine to focus. I could feel the motor inside the soap sized camera move. I press and release the shutter button.

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Won’t you overhear a conversation like this?

It was a Sunday and I was having a cup of tea in the nearby cafe. The time was quarter past 11 in the morning. The weekend crowd was slowly picking up its pace and in no time the cafe was full. There were three empty seats around my table and it waited for its visitors…

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