Journeys begin from homes to places where one has work. Some people in India travel large distances for the smallest of things like a revenue matter in a mofussil office.
This old gentleman seemed beat and bushed but it was only the idea of lighting up a beedi that seemed to have brought a semblance of life to his weather beaten, dull, taciturn countenance.
I had stopped in this small town of Azra, which has a large number of houses with colorful frontage of every hue. Every time I have passed this place, I have wanted to stop and take photographs. This time too, I had the same noble intentions but I wonder if I would have really stopped. It was the sight of this old gentleman sitting forlorn on the wooden bench in the chai shop that was the decisive factor.
Taken on March 14, 2012 at 4.46pm IST (edit)
Posted to Flickr March 23, 2012 at 3.41PM IST (edit)
Camera Nikon D300
Exposure 0.013 sec (1/80)
Focal Length 50 mm
ISO Speed 200
Exposure Bias 0 EV
Flash No Flash
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