Sajeesh Rajendran

Through out… Till the end….

Framed in :  Life is a constant wait. From the moment we are born, waiting becomes an inseparable part of us. As children, we wait for our mom’s caring hugs and our dad’s sweet pecks. We wait for buses, exam results, and countless other things. When the hormones start to stir and we meet the right person, we wait for them to become a part of our lives. Every wait carries hope.

But there are also waits with no definite hopes, and yet… As my friend once wrote to me, “Ella kaathirippinu pinnilum oru pratheekshayundavum. Pratheekshayillaatha kaathirippinu pakshe oru sukhamund!” (Every wait has hope, but even a wait without hope has its own pleasure!) Certain relationships are like that. Even though the hopes and expectations of being together are faint, the mind still waits, without any hope but with love that persists. Can this love remain eternal even if separation is inevitable? Let’s wait and see.

In essence, what is life? It is nothing but a wait for death from the day we are born. She is also waiting for him, hoping that one day he will come and embrace her.

Framed out : I don’t have an exact date for when this photo was taken, but it was in my second-year classroom, so it must have been around 2004. I remember that day well. We had just returned from a tiring trip and were relaxing in the classroom. Suddenly, I noticed her (my classmate) standing in the doorway, looking as though she was waiting for someone. Her melancholy expression caught my attention. Intrigued, I snapped the photo with my Yashica FX3 without her knowledge. I think she liked the picture!

Grey Frames :  Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.”   Paulo Coelho.

 Beyond Frames : For all those who are waiting for something endlessly.. (I know a quite a few people now!). Keep faith… The hopes will be delivered.. So wait with happiness!!! 

Rough Terrains…

Framed in: Barren terrains, dried-up bushes, and a gloomy sky—what more could you need to make your day feel like the worst? The sight of the desolate land, filled with thorny, lifeless shrubs, often brings on strange dreams: dreams of getting lost, dreams of getting hurt, dreams of being in a hot frying pan, and more. These eerie, dried-up bushes seem to crack the unexplored sky, leaving the unpainted canvas marred with dark patches and gloomy ashes.

Yet, somewhere in that sky lies hope—the hope for rain to bring new sprouts and buds, the hope for brighter sunshine to restore happiness. Every dark patch in life will eventually give way to a better tomorrow. Wait patiently for the right time to cross the rough terrains.

Framed Out: A casual morning walk with my elder uncle G.K. never seemed to offer much for my camera. It was a gloomy morning, and the light was too dim. My Zenith Camera, a 1960 Russian make, had a slower lens with a maximum aperture of 4, so I knew it wasn’t ideal time for photography. We talked about many things during our walk—poetry, cinema, Osho, and R.K.’s cartoons.

Then, something caught my eye: dried-up bushes hanging on a rough patch against a grey sky. The scene was perfect for my love of silhouettes. I quickly took out my camera, set the shutter speed to 1/30, and supported the camera by holding it tightly against my body. I clicked, hoping for a silhouette. The exposure was just right, and the color was perfect. Despite the gloomy atmosphere, which makes the image look like black and white, it was actually taken in color.

Grey Frames: “Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark.”        Rabinthranath Tagore