It was not always possible to stop when you’re in a moving vehicle on a busy road, but I had my eyes on the life taking place outside. Many times I kicked myself for not being quick enough to capture those fleeting moments, sometimes I clicked anyway and see what happens.
“In Mauritius I would always live up to other people’s expectations, to my parents’, my friends’, you know, you have to eat that way, go to that church or dress in a certain way. But being here I could be whoever I wanted. I finally became a vegetarian, I followed through with my Eastern philosophy and search. Actually my lifestyle now, that I have chosen on my own as a Hare Krishna, has more regulations and rules than it did when I was back home but they are the rules that I chose, not the ones that I was born with. That’s what I appreciate here, people respect your choices. There’s an ocean between Mauritius and me, I can be who I am.” - Gunamani N.
Read Gunamani's resilient journey in finding her own identity. Link in bio.
Photographer: Shane Lam (@shane.lam) *
"Flyer girl" *DESCRIPTION*⬇️
"- Hey! Can I take a photo of you?
- I'm working.
-What are you working?
-I work for a strip club."
📸Environmental portrait photography shot for my photography class.
Camera: Panasonic G7
More than 60,000 of Gorkhas were martyrized in the course of first and second World War during the imperialization of The Great Britain which not only led to the great loss of humanity, it wouldn't be amiss to say - "the end of genesis" to the specific generation of Gorkha ethnics like Rai, Limbu, Tamang, Gurung, Magar, etc.
In remembrance of those martyrs, Gorkhas pay a visit to their graveyards every year.
on that day, 5th of April - a retired soldier gazes the grave and commemorates his martyr friend.