Humans of New York Visit To Pakistan In Photos.
Brandon Stanton is in Pakistan, clicking pictures and telling stories of people of Pakistan.
Brandon Stanton needs no introduction. He is an American photographer and blogger with a fan following of over 14 million on social media. According to his Facebook pageHumans of New York, he tries to provide daily glimpses into the lives of strangers on the streets of New York City through his photographs.
It is not only his photographs that are captivating, but also the short stories he tells about his subjects.Every year, Brandontravels out of New York to photograph people in another setting. Previous excursions have seen him travelling tothe Middle East and India. He is currently in Pakistan posting stories from overseas.
Heres a look at Pakistan though Brandon’scamera.
I wanted to be a singer. I loved music. I practiced all the time and worked on writing songs for myself. I loved sad songs especially. But the community put so much pressure on my mother. My father passed away when I was twelve. And everyone kept telling my mother that a girl could not be something like a singer without her fathers permission. My father wouldnt have minded. He was always so supportive of me. But my mom was so worried about what people would think. She begged me to stop. She grew so nervous that I finally told her, It’s OK, Mom. Ill stop. Now I just listen to music. Its too sad for me to sing anymore.
(Hunza Valley, Pakistan)
“What’s your goat’s name?”
(Hunza Valley, Pakistan)
Hes a very respectful husband. Hes different from a lot of the men in this region. He never stops me from voicing my opinions. And if he ever notices me walking down the road, theres always hot tea and apricot cake waiting when I arrive. (Passu, Pakistan)
Shortly after we were married, I got tuberculosis and rashes broke out all over my body. They smelled so bad that I had to be cleaned three times a day. She always made me fresh food and made sure I had clean clothes every time I bathed. One morning, during this time, she asked me: Would you do the same if I got sick? I promised her: Ill do even more….
I belong to a very conservative family, so Ive been dealing with a lot of permission issues. There are a lot of boundaries on me. Most of the women in my family are housewives, and my father would prefer me to become a housewife as well. But Ive been working so hard in school. Im studying all the freaking time. These exams are so tough. I dont want all this hard work to be wasted. I want to be a businesswoman. My mother is a housewife. She needs to ask my father for everything. When hes not around, she tells me: Do exactly what you want to do.
It seems that violence is the only lens through which ordinary people in Pakistan are viewed in the media. Even if its a story about a Pakistani rock band, it will be set in the context of a violent society. Theres nothing false about the perspective. Pakistan has a problem with violence…
I left an abusive relationship and I have nowhere to go. I have Hepatitis C, so no one is willing to take me in. I dont know how long I will live. I tried to give her up for adoption so that shed have a good home. The wife of a minister told me about a place where I could drop her off. But when I got there, I just couldnt bring myself to do it. (1/2) (Lahore, Pakistan)
Ive been complaining about a good friend to my colleagues recently, and I need to stop. This is someone whos been like a brother to me. When my pockets were empty, he stepped in to help me out. Recently hes done some small things that bother me. And Ive somehow allowed those small things to blind me from all the big things that hes done in the past.