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These days, most of us don’t live in societies where the click of a camera shutter is feared because it might steal your soul. Most of us reading this now are in some way or another infatuated with the power of photography, and believe it is a force for good. We use it as a cathartic release of emotions at the end of the day; we rely on it to help us remember what we consider most important in our lives. We try to peer, through the camera’s lens, at our own souls.

Yet some of us live in societies where the click of a camera shutter is becoming, once again, a fearful thing. There are those who gaze warily about in subway tunnels and airport terminals, afraid that a malign eye is sweeping across vulnerable spaces. There are those who whirl around in anger on the street, clutching the rags of their privacy to their chests. And there are those who fear, most of all, for their children, because perhaps it is true after all that someone’s image contains a little piece of them—not much, to be sure, but perhaps just enough to prick the heart with worry.

So thank goodness, that is all, for this image, this little piece of mother and child and the light that shines from the faces of all who are new to this world and do not know, yet, what they ought to be afraid of.

-- meerasethi

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