I hear the shutter noise...

Long back I was lovable and sweet
Had an innocent smile that won hearts
Little do I remember about my childhood days
But I recollect more from my childhood pics

I remember my Dad used to make me laugh for pics
But I had a friend who made me laugh out with innocence
He was tall, he had beard covering his face
But between those dark beard he had a sweet smile...

He was my Dad's friend who took all the snaps of my childhood
For I have heard him say... "I forget all the days toil.."
I laugh loud when he takes his camera...
For if I laugh I get a candy and sometime to play with him...

Now when I pick my camera, I think about him...
The days had passed like how the shutter of the camera closed...
I grew up fast and the years passed swift... And one day I heard from Dad...
That his time came swift and he crashed in on a freeway...

I knew nothing for I had seen none lay still...
I kept gazing at his still body hoping him to raise and take out a candy..
I heard his wife and kids cry and I saw tears rolling down my cheeks..
I had hopes... I had fear... I stayed cold... Holding tight on my Dad's arms..

The Camera lays still in his room... I still see Aunt cry..
He might have been my inspiration... For now I play with cameras...
I get frames... I get smiling faces...
Years have passed but every pic of mine reminds me of him...

Oh lord... I hear the shutters close and open...
Let my prayers be raised to your ears...
Let him rest in peace with you beside...
For my Vijayan Uncle was kind and sweet...