Her first camera experience.

Always after 5 o'clock, we friends gather together in the college canteen or outside the college. Not many but there were few people who knew that I always bring my camera in my bag, and there is even a little girl who knows about it.

We friends were gossiping with each other, meanwhile, she came near me and asked " dai Aaja camera lyaunu Vacha" and I replied "umm..", and then she said: ea ae.

Her voice was already telling, she wanted to play with a camera but didn't have enough courage to ask me for that. so,I asked her " chaluney ho",

she said "bigriyo vane, malai ta chalaunai aaudaina"

I replied: "bigriyo vaney ma aafai banauchu lau timi photo khicha"

and I opened my bag, brought the camera, and handed it to her.

She opened the camera and took some pictures. She was very excited and shared that this was her first camera experience.

After that our college guard uncle came closer and said "le nani, vai ko ra mero photo khich", this little kid also came in the frame in his heroic look.

When I was looking at these pictures back home, I realized , what if I told her I didn't bring my camera, I wouldn't have experienced her precious smile.

Maybe one day she will remember there was the Dai from whom I got my first camera experience in my life.

I think intentionally or unintentionally what we do, if our small gesture can put a smile on someone's face then that is the best income you can earn.

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