This is Part 2 of My Lens Aug 2024 series. Why two parts? Because I have been clicking photographs with a frenzy; I have time on hand and I am in a new country.

Just in case you wish to take a look at the first part of My Lens Aug 2024, here is the LINK.

The bus stops are my favourite spots for clicking photographs. People wait for their bus to arrive. Our lives are full of waiting for the bus and missing the bus.

It invariably reminds me of ‘Waiting For Godot.’ It is a play by Irish playwright Samuel Beckett in which two characters, Vladimir and Estragon, engage in a variety of discussions and encounters while awaiting the titular Godot, who never arrives. (Source Wikipedia)

Waiting at the bus stop while going to school was my time spent on thinking about futility of education. I was reminded of it when I saw this young man, so I clicked instantly.

There were two big attractions for me as a young school going boy. One of them was railway. I was mesmerised by Deccan Queen running past us with great speed. We stood away from the tracks and waved at the travellers. Many would also wave us. Airconditioned trains do not permit it now; and trains are no longer a matter of curiosity and interest to young children.

When I saw this train at Raynes Park. I stopped, and clicked for the sake of old times.

And then I went to Raynes Park Library. Sadly, libraries have vanished from our cities and also from our minds. It was such a pleasant surprise to find one well equipped and user friendly.

Waiting for bus, excitement of seeing a train and spending quiet time at a library were inseparable parts of my childhood. They also bring back a flood of memories – mostly of people who shared that part of our lives and are now with the Godot!

Vivek S Patwardhan

What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others/ All work copyrighted.