Picture #2: The Pool, Float, & Quote
“Let’s do this!”, I said, taking out a piece of watercolor paper from the crinkly packaging. I was writing-painting a quote for an Instagram picture. It was 11 pm. “Pool quotes.. pool quotes..” I searched, browsing pool quote ideas on the internet. “Found it.” I spent the next half-an-hour switching between thick pens, thin pens. When I was finally done, “Now, I’m ready for tomorrow’s picture”, I thought, putting the cap back on the pen.
Talk about the struggle…of having to take a pool picture in the monsoons. Goan monsoons at that! It was afternoon now. I rushed out, my slippers flip flopping. I ran to take my cycle, clutching the float, basket, and quote to my side. “Please don’t rain, please don’t rain, I REALLY want to take this picture..” I was chanting. “Cycle quickly, cycle quickly….”
As I reached by the pool side, I put the float and everything else on the ground. “What will people think, a girl has come here with a float and goodness knows what else to take a picture?”
I placed all the things the way I wanted and took DOZENS of pictures. But hey, the float kept floating away. I kept my palm on it, then as I removed it I darted out the phone and snapped over 50 pictures at once so the float will stay in shot. But then, I realize, “Gosh, No! This pool side is too dark! It will totally not match my theme.” I scurried to the other side where the pool was lighter, overlooking the clouds. I took pictures keeping the basket in the shot, outside the shot, float in the pool, outside the pool. “Try as many combinations as possible before the downpour happens!”
As I was pretty much done except for a few more pictures in a different angle, I could see droplets gently fall in the pool and form ripples. First one. Then two. Then few more. I followed their trail – from the sky to the pool – making smooth holes on water surface. It was a pretty sight. “But, the phone will get wet. The quote will get wet. Rush home!” I said to myself as I clutched my things, positioned the quote and phone under the basket so it wouldn’t get drenched; held the cycle by the handle, and ran home.
“Ah…this was satisfying,” I said to myself, and oh… so much fun!”
Don’t forget to check out my previous “Behind The Scenes Post (the blue house)” to know more about this series and the story of another picture!