This fella was a bit intimidating, because when I got there I saw him walking up and down his spot, talking in a loud voice, giving directions and instructions to people passing along his corner of a Mosque entrance. People going inside the mosque deposits their shoes/slippers to him. He guards them and a currency is given in return.

His character interests me, I was hoping I'll capture a portarit of him. So I waited…

Finally, after a while he took a break. He sat on his corner and calmy started sipping his hot chai (milk tea). I changed my lens to a long telephoto and I began shooting. He noticed someone is taking a picture of him from a distance. A long  lens pointing in his face. He gave this flat long stare. 

After a few shutter clicks I walked away and didn't look back at him. I just made my way inside the mosque, as if nothing happened.

EOS 7D
f5, 1/800, ISO 400

 

I was told that I am gold
But for you I will not hold
My moments are precious indeed
Every instance you have to heed

All through your life I will be there
Every emotion every grin every tear
You will revolve around my world
From your youth till you get old

I am a wheel and I am  a space
I will give these to you with grace
You may try to speed me up
But for you I will not stop

You may measure me or divide me
Share me… I will give in to you for free
But you have to spend me wisely
Because there’s no way you can come back to me…

...TIME



(image above : the Sta Ana family of Lipa,
  Batangas)