Day 4: Graceful
That’s me and my beautiful mother on Marine Drive in Mumbai.
Clearly, I didn’t take this picture, but I have attempted to restore it from its fading crumbling state. I can’t be sure, but I believe the photograph was taken by my uncle back in the early 1980s, when he was into black-and-white film photography. He used to develop his own photographs in the dark room too. He was still learning, and at the time I was the only non-complaining cute model around. So, thanks to my uncle, there are a TON of lovely pictures of me when I was 1-3 years old. Thinking back, my fascination for cameras and photography probably originates from him.