Us and them_a momentary story of world full of strangers
Couple of weeks back I had an amazing walk through petticoat lane market. I got so many pics of my liking and I am still posting them. As I wrote numerous times, that every time I hit the streets of London with my camera, I feel the immense impact of strangers on my photography and on my life’s philosophy.
I always wanted to see myself from a stranger’s perspective, specially in a photography. This is the closest I could get. I know it’s not perfect, but then again perfection a vanity for the youth and ignorance for the old.
If you are not bored yet, let me tell you why I said this picture is the closest so far I could get. My existence in this picture (my reflection in the flag) is nothing short of or nothing more than the stranger who decorated the stage with their unpretentious expression. now when I am looking at this picture I can feel that the contribution or importance of my ever known own reflection is somewhat comparable to the people on the picture.
This makes me think, then being stranger is a two way thing…how I/we see them and how they see me/us. Simple yet fascinating. To me they `re nothing more than couple of faces and to them I am nothing more than a face behind the camera..but together we have made something beautiful..and photograph..where we all are collectively important and yet individually insignificant.
It is our existence in that moment made this picture…the same way we all are part of the same world and factions of a divine soul..yet we reflect as if we are individuals and being craved out of the touchstone of singularity…How awfully wrong we are. How awfully we have failed to realise that the all those people we stoke out of our life by giving them a tag of stranger are our own reflection though a different life…
I guess all I am trying to say is…we are meant to be strangers because we are all destined to find the fragments of our soul through others. The path to totality here is forged with knowing ourselves though other…establishing relation with ourselves in 7 billion different faces…