Probably photo frames are the happiest being in the world, after all they are always smiling – always, irrespective of whether there are people around or not, whether its day or night, whether times are easy or tough. Visit any home and you will find one of those photo frames smiling at you. Sometimes a solo face, sometimes a bunch of faces - sometimes those faces wear a broad smile and sometimes a mirthful laughter but one thing is sure they are either happy or very happy.

Few of you may say that am misplacing the credit, which should lie either with the smiling faces or the fantatstic cameras that capture those smiling faces. But I differ, do those faces always smile – no, The cameras also capture pain and distress but do those sad, distressing photos ever find their way to photo frames – never. They may adorn exhibition halls or newspapers or your private album or a folder in your comp or a CD in your shelf but when it comes to photo frames it’s always the smiling laughing happy photos that end up there. As if it’s some kind of utopian land that only lets in the eternally blissful souls.

May be the comparison is a bit contrived, may be it’s not but then sometimes it doesn’t harm to let imagination run wild and let it weave its own fantasy. After all, improbable fantasies are still the best place to take a break from the rugged reality.