He is my grandfather. I have captured a portrait of my grandfather. Some times naturally life becomes colorless. And he/she feels good in the black and white. It's the part of life. When he was young and energetic he lives life very hard. I think it's was the colorful period of his life like spring. Now, he is older. He lost his value. He realized but nothing to do. He smile but not pleasure or satisfy. This is life. Some time colorful and sometimes black and white.