900Ti

This would have been the story of my week in Egypt, but it shall have to be a tribute to my first true love.

Dear IXUS,

I loved you. You were the first one to understand me; you were the first thing i ever understood without trying. You were there for poetry with no words, you were there to crystallise meadow-lit smiles. Every port and boundary i have crossed in the past few years: you were there.

You told me about magic; how sometimes, there are things only your very own eyes can see, and so to treasure every blink and flash for the fear that they belong only in the space of a second.

I remember the first ever photograph you gave me, and now, i have the last. I remember our- me Chris and Greg's- discovery that you were special; when you were 10.0 megapixels and nothing else came close, and the first thing i had ever seen with face detection and rotating images. I remember when your bolts came loose, and there was a pinprick on your screen. I loved you nevertheless and bandaged you up because i knew that still, you were the best camera in the whole world.

I remember when i lost you. I remember when i lost you, and i couldn't speak to anybody, and i couldn't see a beautiful thing without wishing, longing, that you could be there to see it with me- and everything else i saw was the mirage of your greying titanium gleam. And being reunited is one of the happiest memories i know, and ever will.

But now, it's not the same. This is it, Egypt has eaten you up for good. I think i knew in my heart of hearts that we were soon to part for good. I was ready for everything but the loneliness, the true feeling of "like i've lost a limb".

Chloe, now i truly understand how you must have felt without Bez; Melissa, i know how you felt after that party.

I will never forget you.

Orchid.