Albums are a treasure house of memories. I have three albums that contain pictures taken by my parents right from the time I was born to the time I started going to school. These photographs have helped me to get a clear picture of my past and the time I was born.
The next section of my album includes photographs of my first birthday celebration. My birthday had been celebrated at home. There were many children who attended the party.
Even in those photograph I look quite unaware of all that is going on around me. How I wish I was able to enjoy that party. The snaps show how much fun the older children had.
The other highlight of my album is my head shaving ceremony. That was the day when all the hair from my head was shaved off after a ritual performed by priests.
All those have been captured in these photographs and even today my family and I relive those past moments as we glance through the album.
I take good care of my albums. These are photographs that can never be produced again since my past can never come back again. So I show my albums to my friends who visit me today and we all go on a nostalgic journey with the past.