A Cinnamon Seller

She was a cinnamon seller and I was a tourist. I was a prospective customer for her but when she saw me first, I was only clicking pictures. She was aware that I had no interest in buying. She was already setting up her small table with all the cinnamon barks for those tourists who may want to buy. I think she knew that I may not buy from her and I did not.

Her face intrigued me. She was old and frail. It seemed decades had gone by in the blink of an eye. There were no expressions on her face but the lines on her face were telling some story. I did not know Khasi so I wasn’t able to strike a conversation. But I asked her if she would let me take a picture. I wasn’t carrying my camera but when she nodded, I did not run to get the camera. I smiled and looked at her for a few seconds longer to remember her face and clicked with my phone.

I thanked her and left.

Cinnamon Seller in Meghalaya


I’m joining Esha and Natasha today for Wordless Wednesday and this is my post #68.


24 thoughts on “A Cinnamon Seller

  1. I’m absolutely in awe of your portrait photography, Parul. This is so beautiful and the face of the old lady seems so real as if she was actually staring at you from the screen! I second Sunita…totally Nat Geo pic, this one, Parul! And, yes, thank you so much for joining us this week for #ww.

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  2. Send this to NatGeo and Outlook Traveler! Such a precious click this one, I’m sure each wrinkle on her face has a story to tell.

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  3. Mind blowing shot. I am in awe with your photography skills Parul and how beautifully you capture these subjects, their natural expressions, those fine lines of a weather-beaten face, all intact and ready to tell a whole new story. Incredible indeed. So much to learn from you, you amazing lady. Lots of love. Thank you for linking with us on #WW.
    Hopefully my hiatus from blogging is over and I shall link u with #TTL this week.

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