'She's talking to that mirror again, farther?' says Misst Craddock. Father Cradock turns round slowly from the book he is eating and explains that it is just a face she is going through and they're all the same at that age.
Like some great photographs, this one was entirely serendipitous. We were getting ourselves some tea on the first day at the Jaipur Lit Fest, when I spotted these two gentlemen. Please note that no one posed for or compelled anyone to pose for this photograph. Cartier-Bresson would approve.