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Framed Stories
There are times when a passing glimpse through a window or on a street corner, that I didn’t pay much attention to at the time, sticks with me longer than any travel memory.
A poignant scene, a mysterious face, those fleeting fragments of life, that register in my subconscious and return to haunt me.
And then, too late, I want to know their stories………..
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A beautiful image … and your last line is perfect!
I think you should write the story then, I’d love to read what you imagine. Even a flash fiction would be an interesting challenge, do you accept? 🙂
Really a fantastic photo, love the colors and hare face is fascinating and great captured.
I agree with Frank! Excellent, my dear Madhu!! 🙂
That picture really grabbed me. Immediately, I wanted to know her story. You captured the unknown “framed story”.
I recognize the feeling. I know it so well. Lately, with the years heavy on my shoulders and wrinkles settling nicely in my face, I have tried not to lose those moments…I have stopped and looked, asked, talked, showed my interest and curiosity – and the response is incredible. I don’t say I do this often, but I have at least done it, and felt uplifted while uplifting someone else with me. I wish we took the time to stop and wonder more often….I have never been snubbed or anything negative…With seriousness shining in your eyes you don’t often go wrong.
Wonderful woman and beautiful photo.
That’s a very good photograph. You have captured her features well.
If that was in the UK, she would be shouting at you for taking her photograph and threatening to call the police!
Beautiful image!
Happy Holidays Madhu!
Striking image with such emotion, but also possible stories.
yes I am with Gilly … an invitation to write the story … this could be our new challenge for 2014 Madhu, your images, our stories too 🙂
Great image, makes you want to know the back story…could be the tart of a series? 🙂
Oops, typo, the START of a series…
I enjoy glimpses like these of everyday life too, Madhu. It’s like a window on the world. 🙂 xxx
Brilliant captured, a photo including a lot of imaginary stories inside – really known this about the thought pop up a bit later – things run so fast nowadays and the meaning or our meanings of what we saw or what we think we saw “catch” us often with delay – in a way not so bad… 🙂 🙂
Dear Madhu, all the best wishes for you and yours from here – Happy Holiday… 🙂
There are still some classic buildings in Mumbai too. Obviously worse for wear but having survived since the late 1800s. Its the buildings built more recently that fall down. lol.
I hope you don’t mind Madhu dear, if I used your post as a prompt.
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Our parents did more than frown on our love. Their mullahs and our priests stoked the flames. They beat him out of the village. A few days later, his friend managed to slip me a note.
“Wait for me, Devi, my love. I’ll return. Promise. Sharif.”
She waits. Surely, he’ll return. He promised.
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Perhaps not very original,
Eric
There is a treasure trove of memories written within her face! You always are at the right spot, at the right time to capture timeless moments Madhu! May your holiday be a very blessed and wonderful one!
Excellent photo. I’ll bet she might have had a few questions about your story as well. 😉
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She has seen it all and more.
super cool 🙂
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Fabulous image Madhu! Capturing fleeting moments like this is what impassions me to pursue my art in all its forms. The banality of life can be profound and evocative indeed, artful and precious. Thank you for sharing your wonderful thoughts my lovely friend 🙂
Ishaiya
Great captured, Madhu. Happy Holidays… 🙂
A touching image, Madhu. Christmas blessings to you and yours. Peace and love from Izzy
Great post, Madhu. I always wonder about the story behind a photo. Sometimes I lose myself even making one up. Thanks for sharing this one. -Max-
a strong picture
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So true. These fleeting moments that stick by. Varanasi must be beautiful.
Excellent take, Madhu 🙂
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Brilliant capture Madhu. Seated in the dilapidated building the woman’s expression lends itself very well for an interesting case study.
Cheers and greetings for the season.
I get that a lot when I look at my portrait shots. I always feel like interviewing them afterwards. 😀 Merry Christmas, Madhu.
I don’t know which I love more; the beauty of the photo or the beauty of your prose. Fleeting fragments of life; that really resonates with me for some reason, Madhu. Sometimes I think that’s all there is, and we spend our lives trying to weave the fragments together into something we can make sense of. Lovely post.
A lovely image, Madhu. Wandering the streets of Varanasi is an experience in itself. This place can never let a photographer down.
have a serene end of December and a bright new year! 🙂 my very best and friendly thoughts, Mélanie – just back from sunny Gran Canaria… olé! 🙂
Dear Madhu,
This is such a striking photo! I too wonder about the story hinted at in a photograph. Another excellent post!
I know what you mean. My travel has been informed by those transient images. Perhaps they are still with you, absorbed into your dreams.
I am always too shy to take those kind of photos, but you do it superbly, Madhu 🙂
Such a touching moment that you captured so well here. The universal granny in reverie. It’s a beautiful image, Madhu.
Wonderfully poignant, thought and image alike.
Madhu, I’ve been reading through your posts I’ve missed over the past few weeks and this one seems especially poignant. It’s as though you captured a bit of her soul, and it’s lovely.
Her face shows a lot of emotions as does the scene. 🙂
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