Old age and poverty: uneasy bedfellows.
Picture taken in Fort Cochin
This entry was posted on July 7, 2012 by neitherusenorornament. It was filed under old age, poverty and was tagged with Old Age, Poverty.
Such stark reality in your photo and few words.
July 8, 2012 at 6:06 am
Observing the contrasts in peoples lives and opportunities here in India often renders me almost speechless. Realities can be so stark that any words I might have seem either glib or patronising..
July 8, 2012 at 9:25 am
The intelligent intensity in his eyes that look right at me is somehow both challenging(accusing?) and forgiving to me.
July 9, 2012 at 3:25 am
During the last couple of years I frequently pass this man who often stands, just waiting, always in the same part of the road.
He is obviously poor, but is not begging. Instead he carries himself with gentle dignity and acknowledges any proffered help with the courteous lifting of his hand, and a soft smile – his benediction, I suppose
July 10, 2012 at 6:03 pm
What a heart-rending post. If only wealth were to be shared equally.
July 10, 2012 at 4:59 pm
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