Just One Last Photo, Guys

Dear Adwitiya,

Some people take photographs to remember moments.
Your mother creates moments so photographs can happen.

Which is why the two of us have spent a significant part of our lives standing behind cameras hearing things like:

“No no, candid.”
“Wait, my hair.”
“Just one last photo,” a sentence all three of us now know means at least a dozen more.

Somewhere along the way, Papa’s long-running job as Mumma’s photographer became a team project.

One of us clicks the pictures.
The other holds Mumma’s saree dramatically against the wind and offers highly questionable creative direction.

And honestly, some of our happiest memories now look exactly like this: the two of us pretending to be irritated while secretly loving that she wants to freeze ordinary moments into something worth keeping.

Happy Mother’s Day to the heart of our little team.

Love,
Your forever photography crew.