We live in an age marked by sophistications and abundance, and yet marred by amenities and botches. The mind always seeks care and reverence, but the canvas of life also depicts distant dreams, unfulfilled wishes, broken promises and a plethora of pain, portraying the echoes emanating from the visage of the many souls who are the protagonist of the edifice and alacrity of the canvas of life. Interspersed in the annals of the past, present and future, they offer a telltale about their agony and sufferings, happiness and bohemian way of life. 
As an artist of procuring the art or process of producing images by the action of radiant energy, it then becomes my utmost persuation to bring to the fore, the obverse portrayal of life, the shades which speaks many languages and is invincible to both near and farsighted eyes. But from the perspectives of a photographer  working like an opthalmologist in this case, this pied beauty, which otherwise is overshadowed by high rising minds, becomes easy to comprehend. 
In retrospect, the entire episode also showcases my son, ‘Shreyas emotions’– a form of soliloquy of a child’s somberness; the pain and the inability to express his agony over his social surroundings, during the gloomy days of the pandemic lockdown. Constructed meticulously, the child’s emotion is picturized in the form of phases as he passes through various degrees of his poignant thoughts.