Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Even to your old age...

Her face drew me in...numerous lines reminiscent of wave after wave on the Arabian sea. Concerned eyes as intense as the sun.  I find unexpected beauty in her presence.  She knows her products well.  She is ready to discuss each one and show off its features.  Her pots are on the ground, close to the street, everything is dusty, grimy, but she wipes them down carefully to show them off for prospective buyers.  Hers is the first stall we go to and the last one we visit as we look for items needed for the wedding.  Stooped over, with her saree tucked in to form a pair of pants of some sort, she bends low to wrap the pots for us and we are grateful.  None of her wares are very expensive.  One pot sells for 6 rupees (about 9 cents).  We leave with three small pots. The next day we return for 75 more.  I wonder how many more years she will be on the side of the road, bent low, selling a pot or two at a time?

Even to your old age and gray hairs
I am He, I am He who will sustain you.
I have made you and I will carry you
I will sustain you and I will rescue you.
Isaiah 46:4


  1. Firstly, your camera is fantastic. Secondly, what a bargain!
    Do you ever notice how people who live outside of the "developed world" seems to have much healthier lives or rather they're much more physically fit in their older years. My grandparents in Jamaica are still running their farm well into their 80s.

  2. she is granny is still working when she can at my auntie's's only in the so called developed world are we sooo focused on retirement.