“My name is Reja Moshed Ahmed and I’m 36 years old. I’m surprised that you took my photo, but looking at the photo I guess I shouldn’t be. People always have something to say about my ear. I must have told the story a thousand times. It’s a birth defect. It does make it harder for me to hear from my left side, but it’s not the top problem in my life. I met my wife when I started my first job. It was a little metal shop in Shabag and she was the owner’s daughter. After she returned from school one day, she asked me what kind of flower I had pinned to my ear. I hadn’t ever blushed before and I haven’t loved anyone else since.”
This is a fictitious interview. I didn’t actually meet this person. I’m making up a story for them to explore the idea of anonymity, and the lack of narrative in photos taken on the street.
Posted 2 years ago
