"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

Three Characters In Search Of An Author




Three strangers across a crowded room:
Each is alone.

One stands in silent thought;
One eats but, as if shamed, never raises his eyes from the table;
One, like myself, absorbed by those around him.

I capture their image then go on my way,
No wiser of their world or worries.

“Whatever is a reality today, whatever you touch and believe in and that seems real for you today, is going to be
– like the reality of yesterday –
an illusion tomorrow.”

Luigi Pirandello


Pictures taken in the Sri Krishna Cafe, Cochin.

6 responses

  1. Perhaps you should be that author. Those photographs seem to capture souls.

    July 25, 2011 at 8:06 am

    • Every face I see here seems to carry its story – a story that forces me to wonder…
      Your posting this morning speaks more eloquently of that need and its importance.

      July 25, 2011 at 8:35 am

  2. So much unuttered conversation in their eyes and postures.

    July 25, 2011 at 8:48 am

    • Perhaps it was what remained unspoken that made them so eloquent. Finding a balance between the power of word and silence is something which doesn’t come naturally to me..

      July 25, 2011 at 9:00 am

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