These feet don’t walk for comfort — they walk for survival. Cracked, wounded, and caked in dust, they carry the silent weight of sacrifice, hunger, and unbreakable will.
Every scar tells a story — not just of pain, but of resilience, love, and the fight to build a better life.
These are not just feet — they are the quiet testimony of those who remain unseen, yet carry the world forward with bare hands and broken soles. Their pain holds dignity. Their silence carries strength.
"I see the beauty of people and the human soul in the pictures I take. And though the circumstances of some of the people I portray may be grim, back-breaking, depraved, the people themselves are always remarkable characters and souls"
For me Photography is my language, to access, to communicate, to identify and mostly to make it hear. Through photography I only jot down my heart’s language. The best part about being a photographer is that I’m able to articulate the experiences of the voiceless and to bring their identities to the forefront which gives meaning and purpose to my own life.
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