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In Perspective, Planet: Never just an object...

fahim mohammed

Well-known member
Ayesha and I were sitting in our backyard around 1000 hrs this morning. Beautiful sunny day. I had my camera with me, taking pics of flowers and birds. And Ayesha.

My son walked over.

Salams Dad, Mom. He kissed our foreheads, as is our custom, to show respect.

How did it go, asked Ayesha. Ok he said.

Want breakfast? Just coffee please. He went into the house.

He had changed, and came back with his acoustic guitar.

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I just clicked, as he strummed his guitar. I knew he was troubled.

He was the senior resident in the ER last night.

Ayesha brought some olives, cheese, black tea, water and coffee.

Guitar = Worry. Everything ok? asked Ayesha.

No reply. he just played his guitar.

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A road accident case came in last night. With that he walked back into the house.

Drive safely all of you.

p.s It is 2225 hrs. He is still in his room.
 

Mark Hampton

New member
Ayesha and I were sitting in our backyard around 1000 hrs this morning. Beautiful sunny day. I had my camera with me, taking pics of flowers and birds. And Ayesha.

My son walked over.

Salams Dad, Mom. He kissed our foreheads, as is our custom, to show respect.

How did it go, asked Ayesha. Ok he said.

Want breakfast? Just coffee please. He went into the house.

He had changed, and came back with his acoustic guitar.

p456578546.jpg

I just clicked, as he strummed his guitar. I knew he was troubled.

He was the senior resident in the ER last night.

Ayesha brought some olives, cheese, black tea, water and coffee.

Guitar = Worry. Everything ok? asked Ayesha.

No reply. he just played his guitar.

p88345207.jpg

A road accident case came in last night. With that he walked back into the house.

Drive safely all of you.

p.s It is 2225 hrs. He is still in his room.

Fahim,

thanks for this and as ever the images... I read and look at what you post and look forward to it (almost as much as breakfast)...

my own son does not have these cares but has an expression ..

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cheers
 

fahim mohammed

Well-known member
Spoken as a true Gentleman, sir. Just a small story Matt. Thank you.

Expressions of/during childhood are the ones you both shall most likely talk about years from now.

Regards.
 

Asher Kelman

OPF Owner/Editor-in-Chief
Fahim and Mark,

The family of man!

This was an already remarkable photoessay. I have revisited several times. It has such humanity in it and evidence of the best values. Nothing is written "on the nose" and it plays out like a well-crafted drama, unfolding progressively in ones mind. Each revisit broadens and deepens the extent of reference to your familes and reference to our culture.

Mark's simple addition added a dimension of time and hope that was surprising and pushed the boundaries far beyond one family's actions today to our hopes of many of us for the future.
This photoessay is unique and powerful.

Asher
 
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