Lives in frames
By Dia Suvarna
Do you ever look at someone and wonder,
“What is going on inside their head?”
Every time I look at people- I wonder the same; whether they have the same thoughts, the same questions as I do.
It's always a beautiful experience; getting to know someone. I might have known them for a week , for years, or maybe, for simply a moment, where I ask them for directions, guiding me through the teensy tiny lanes of Colaba. And, right then- Just through a single photograph, the person becomes a part of my journey, a part of my life.
Every photograph is a perspective. A frame is a glimpse into a person’s soul, their joys, their sorrows, their hopes and aspirations. All it takes is a millisecond to capture a thousand words; a genuine smile, a thoughtful glance, or it could be as simple as a glint in one’s eyes- which brings out a lifetime of experiences.
It's not just about capturing a face; it’s about capturing the unpredictable essence of being- human.
Street Song
Like an
eddying willow leaf
I stand
​
on the street
and turn:
people,
​
both ways coming
and going
around me, swirl:
​
probably I
am no stiller -
detached; but
​
gold is
coming
into my veins.