He was in Pain Only I Could Hear His Cry

sitting outside the lane of Mumbadevi temple
he begged silently just his piercing eyes ..
he was besieged by his humility ..he looked 
wizened wise ..he was searching for hope
but hope was stalking the other side of
the street in disguise ..

I gave him money told him to buy a meal and he thanked me .
I thanked him too he taught me a lesson.. on survival on introspection and added words of poetry to this picture ,.

Street Portraiture

I met him while returning from the Pitru Paksha shoot on 12 October at first he thought I was a Sadhu too.. I introduced myself to him and spoke to him about my Naga connection and my Naga Guru.. than I asked him if I could take his picture , he did not mind I shot a few frames .

There are some very interesting faces I meet on the streets that I shoot as candid s or take their permission before shooting them..

But the ones I meet almost every time I go to town are faces from the hijra community and I shoot them even if they dont like to be shot ,,and so I have over the years built a collection of over 20000 faces of the transgender from every walk of life .

I also shoot dabbawalas .. if I see them I stop them and shoot them, most of them know me so I hardly have any problem shooting them.. I took my camera to town this afternoon and shot some intriguing faces ...