The pipe that runs through from the tap to the house is the life source of the slums..water is the essence of slum life and power that runs a fan or a single bulb is what survival is about.
Just as you enter the slums a lady does the ironing for your clothes , there are two provision shops in the slums.
Most of the hawkers , hotel waiters helpers have rooms here taken on rent.
I have cordial relationship with most of the denizens of the slums, they know I wont write adverse about them or show them in poor light.
The kids love me but I am not familiar with any one as such, I only know one guys name I have a bad memory.. This is life an extension of pain despair , I pass by this way twice a day..and do not get tired shooting the same kids or the same situations day in and day out..
I am street photographer a beggar poet .. I shoot misery cavorting with hope I shoot original content. I am Shia Sufi Hindu all in One