The Woman Who Asked Me to Wait
Near the Kaveri River in Srirangapatna, I came upon an elderly woman sitting outside her home.
I approached her and asked if I could take her photograph. She agreed, then motioned for me to wait while she went inside.
She returned carrying a large framed photograph of herself taken many years earlier. In the photograph, her long, matted dreadlocks reached down to her waist.
After showing me the photograph, she motioned for me to wait again.
She went back into the house and returned with a bowl containing some of the hair she had preserved.
Later, she brought out another photograph, this one of her husband, who had died.
I had stopped to take a photograph of a woman sitting outside her home. Each time she asked me to wait, she returned with something else she wanted to show me.
