While crossing the driveway at home in Jaipur, I noticed a lot of dried leaves of various forms and out of those the most exciting were the leaves that had fallen off the two Champa trees. The trees were planted some twenty years ago and since then have witnessed me, changing like the fallen leaves in every season through all these years.

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I picked up few of those leaves and one winter afternoon I decided to photograph them in my veranda at home. It was a sudden burst of beautiful forms coming to life, once again. The leaves, despite having served their purpose, still had something more to give. And till this day I have three of those dried leaves kept in a box as captured memories, one of an 8 year old going to school in the morning, to an 18 year old leaving home for the first time to a new city, and now, a few years later going to work at a new place in her hometown.