A Place For All Of Us
Working on many months of work, having spent a great deal of time in southern India, I came across this from my contact sheet. Aditi here (meaning mother of gods) works at a spice factory. She has 3 children, whom abandoned her one by one for the lustre of the Bombay decadence. Aditi chews beetle nut most of the day, a way to keep her mind of the reality of her everyday life. We met, when she outside her work place, asked me to come home with her in the Indian typical head shake way, she was at first offended that I didn’t understand to begin with, later we laughed and laughed and although my proposal was somewhat different from hers, we managed to find a friendship in our short meeting. Aditi like all the rest of us, share this earth, yet our places can be so different. Essentially what we need to be remember is there is a place for all of us – and in this place, regardless of how it may appeal to our eyes, you will find a human being with a soul and a desire to share a moment of happiness.