On school holidays he would wake up before sunrise and in the quiet light he would open the green wooden gate and step out on to the pavement, the GT Road empty, the corner paan shop shuttered, the corporation faucet dripping water into the green open sewer, he would turn right into the red gravel street that led to the strand. The rickshaws at the stand by the one room cinema hall were still asleep, he would walk by the garden villa of Roysahib and peer through the cracks on the sweeping gate, the peacock was awake, announcing its presence with shrill notes, walking head high on the front porch. He would walk past the bakery, the single large window open, the red fire aglow under the arched awning over the oven, three men wrestling with the dough on the low table, smell of fresh crocodile bread, soft and slightly sour that he loved but his father hated, pervaded the air. He would walk past the Church of the Sacred Heart, high, painted a dull yellow, with trees that he had never seen elsewhere, past the avenue lined with large neem trees that led straight to the river.
He took the same walk this time. The house with the green door has been demolished to make way to a high-rise apartment. The peacock is long lost, the villa is overrun with weeds, shuttered, the corporation faucet still leaks, the cinema hall is still there, the rickshaws still asleep, the road is now paved over, the window on the bakery is still open. But they do not make crocodile bread any more.
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bwiti (402) 2007-08-31 8:03
It's a really nice b&w... I love this blur and the dynamic given by the three character... So thousand congratulations and sorry for my poor english....
alagarcia (252) 2007-08-31 8:08
I like this photography a lot,description males it unique- as the travel back in time.
bantonbuju (51815) 2007-09-01 0:07
there is something in it.... this image does not show the "photographic" reality, it comprises some dose of illussion...therefore it is impossible to write about this image anything rational...let this image stay in my mind in this surreal cathegory...
michiels (4170) 2007-09-01 5:58
Like a photo and text from a book ... i like it very much. My imagination works immediately. i read a lot of books about India and this is really a scene from it. the photo is fantastic, the b&w, blur ... i like it very much !!
delnaja (2056) 2007-09-03 2:31
I like this one also... there is everything is usually like : the b&w, the grain the blur... really good!
bombilla (3406) 2007-09-04 11:19
It's memory transferred to celluloid. Transcendant shot. -Hugh
Galeota (10338) 2007-09-07 12:42
Frame after frame we come across ghosts, a contingency, like if it wasn't really intended, like if these people didn't relly exist. The blur adds movement and impeaches them to be frozen by the stilness of the shutter.
- Copyright: Animesh Ray (AnimeshRay) (9089)
- Genre: People
- Medium: Black & White
- Date Taken: 2007-07-26
- Categories: Daily Life
- Camera: Leica M6, Summicron 50mm/f2.0, Kodak TRI-X 400
- Exposure: f/2, 1/4 seconds
- Photo Version: Original Version
- Theme(s): My summer in India, My Stylesheet [view contributor(s)]
- Date Submitted: 2007-08-31 7:46
- Favorites: 1 [view]