it is such an ironic fact that when we do manage to pull out our own strings in our own fields of life, we tend to over-pull to the point of breakage..
it is also a fact that when we do break, we just tend to look at our own strings wondering how far would they have stretched in the first place….
..how ironic it is when our divine solitude brings presence of over exaggerated instances in our existence.. & even more ironic when we look at it all with an astonished sight of surprise and wonder, and ask, how did this happen?
how simplistic it can be when one takes that solitude and brings presence of real thoughts into lives… real thoughts that can have endless strings..
If only people truly see their life kite with their string in hand..
A viewfinder from Afghanistan. Producers/Photographers/Editors: Jonathan Saruk and Benoit Faiveley