Fade Away

I had always been interested in photographs. No, not the images captured on the photo paper, but the way chemicals reacted to bring out the images and colours on them. I used to experiment too; using a brush to apply nail polish remover on the faces of people in the photographs. I used to wonder how the faces dissolved away leaving nothing but whitish smudges on the photographs.

These days, I don’t remember much. I cradle the old photograph in my trembling hands as I try to recall the faces that once were in place of the white smudges.

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