Confidence in nonsense is a requirement for the creative process

Life goes on..


the young guy was texting..probably to some girl friend
he has a whole life ahead..
with lots of dreams..
the elderly gentleman was begging for change outside the temple
his life is pretty much behind him..
I see him everyday on my way to work..
he doesn’t smile..
life doesn’t stop for either of them..

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11 responses

  1. Thoughtful composition. Well done.

    July 4, 2011 at 1:18 am

    • dhaami

      Thank you Mayank! Though street photography is usually a hit or miss when it comes to composition 🙂

      July 6, 2011 at 9:43 pm

  2. Dedy Iswanto a.k.a Didex

    Nice Human…

    July 3, 2011 at 10:48 pm

  3. What a thought provoking post. I feel sad for the older gentleman. 😦

    July 1, 2011 at 5:11 am

    • dhaami

      I know 😦 life is so unfair

      July 6, 2011 at 9:51 pm

  4. Congress Gawat

    Amazing!

    June 30, 2011 at 10:25 am

  5. love the colour tone here.

    June 29, 2011 at 8:42 am

    • dhaami

      thank you 🙂

      June 30, 2011 at 8:31 am

  6. Life goes on, and leaves some behind and unrails others…but of course sometimes, unrailing could mean you have a better life afterwards:). This is a definate gritty texture…I take it you’re from south east asia?

    June 28, 2011 at 5:20 pm

    • dhaami

      well said! Yes I am from India.. probably the grittiest part of south east asia 🙂

      June 30, 2011 at 8:33 am

  7. True! Life goes on… for everyone… and nothing makes it stop.
    I liked the simple observation underlying the picture.

    June 28, 2011 at 12:36 pm

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