Passing Time, A Village Elder in Kandahar, Afghanistan passes time, waiting for the evening call to prayer.
This is an elder from a small village south of Kandahar City. While walking through this village, I saw him sitting on street corner in the distance. As we got closer he never moved
Not wanting to disturb him, I set up my settings, and put the camera in live view, and pretended to be fiddling with my sling at my hip as I took the shot.
He continued to sit there motionless for over an hour.
Finally, call to prayer came over the village loudspeakers. (despite not having any electricity, the villagers find car batteries to wire speakers to for call to prayer....and to wire cell phone chargers as well)
He slowly and painfully got up and walked to the mosque.
I never saw him again after that particular day in the village.
I like to picture him having lived in the village his whole life. Most likely he has. He has gone to pray every night at that time for decades. He has watched his whole, tiny world pass by that street since as long as he could remember. Most of all, I wonder, even as old as he is, if he actually remembers a time when violent fighting wasn't considered a part of normal life.
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