Every day of our life, from the time we wake up to the time we sleep, we come across hundreds of faces. If we step out of our home most faces we encounter are unfamiliar and we remember nothing of them. They come in our line of vision only to vanish a second later leaving not even a vague memory. However, when we wake up the next morning and open the newspaper many of the same fleeting faces stare at us and we look at them and talk about them.
It is as if the printed image has given what was non-existent an existence. This is such an irony that what is alive is ignored but a dead, unmoving image has the power to move us. - Text and photos by Vaqar Ahmed