The word ‘change’ is still a dream I refuse to give up on.
I’ve met children working in dark, dangerous places—their small hands worn like those of old men.
I’ve witnessed sex workers in despair, breaking down in tears—betrayed and abandoned by those they once trusted.
I’ve sat beside lonely souls in elderly homes, waiting endlessly for someone who never returns.
I’ve seen young boys fading away on the streets—lost to addiction before help could reach them.
I’ve seen tiny feet wandering through garbage dumps, searching for scraps just to survive.
I’ve seen mothers sleeping on sidewalks, wrapping their children in nothing but love beneath the open sky.
I’ve met street children with no home, no name, no hand to hold—yet still sharing their last piece of bread with a stray dog.
This journey has never been easy. It has left me heartbroken, sleepless, frustrated—and at times, hopeless.
But never without faith.
I still believe in miracles.
Because this world can change—if only we choose to care.
— GMB Akash
GMB AKASH 
GMB
I awoke this morning to a series of emails with your stories, as always the imagery is wonderful, the stories they tell both fascinating and disturbing, the access only someone who has gained acceptance can show.
Your list of inspirational photographers is no surprise, I fell for Salgado the first time I saw his work exhibited in a city near me. Again it is the story that brought me in.
Simple inexpensive camera to Leica, the camera you have at the time is the best one, the moment won’t wait for you to go back for another but your story of how you first learnt shows your dedication.
Not sure what the world can do to change some of the horrors that have been created, nor sadly if much of the world cares, but you give these people a moment to make others think
A long mail in return for a batch of mail but so glad I received and read them
Take care
Phil
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