Survivor of the wilds

They’re the ones who weren’t born to live under a concrete roof because they felt contented when lost in the woods. They found utmost peace in solitude & ease in an empty room. Books became their friends when everybody refused to play with them. They were harmless but were loathed by others, mostly for the way they looked & expressed themselves.
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What exactly differentiate demons from angels? Their appearance or actions? There’s an imaginary chip which has been forcefully fitted in our minds telling us what’s right & what’s not. We look at a person, scan him, match him with the database stored & if he passes the evaluation, we move ahead. You think that’s how the world works but who exactly lead down the norms of a perfect world?
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He was one of them. It took him a lot of time & gazillion of hurdles to realize that he wasn’t defined by the way they looked at him. Things started to change just when he made peace with his soul. He stopped walking with his head held down, covering up things which made him look different.
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The ‘normal’ human beings were astounded. The conservatives who weren’t able to understand the complexity, revolted. Some of them stayed dormant & others stood up against the inhumanity. It wasn’t much complicated as it seemed, they were just common people born differently.
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They constantly tried to explain the fact that that they couldn’t help with the way they were destined to born & that they just wanted to be treated equally. They didn’t want to be victimised nor they wanted to be used as pawns in the bitter world.
For a long time they wore a mask to hide their divergences. They were frightened that they would be segregated from the rest of the world. They felt too much.
But what happens when you try to fill a glass with water more than it’s capacity to contain? It pours out. They were filled up with such strong emotions and the bomb inside was ready to explode.
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They pleaded for a safe place. A place where they could breathe without being afraid. Their existence mattered, it was their right.

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They were relentless. 
Makeup Courtesy: Ansh Bakshi

Photography: Karan Prakash
Concept & Outfit:
NSS.
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One comment

  1. mode · December 6, 2016

    amazing photography!

    Liked by 1 person

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