A splash of orange against the skyline. One can see the sun glowing like a hot burning blob of glass in the kin both which signify a cusp of change.The latter signifies the creation of glass while the former signals the arrival of darkness. Everybody makes a rush for their cellphones. Snap…Snap…Snap! In a moment about 30 photos are taken.All of which look very similar.There is a frenzy to select the best picture out of these. Amidst this chaos, i sit against the fence overlooking the sea with my legs dangling against the wall.The balmy wind against my face and through my locks.I take a deep breath, enough to fill my lungs with a sense of gratitude.How can one miss this moment? I wonder. And yet, on gloomy days when i resort to look back through my photographs, i find none. It is because of my belief of experiencing the moment instead of making an attempt to capture it. Which makes me wonder, was i being foolish by relying on my memory everytime to capture a moment of happiness? Ul...