Known as वडारी / Wadari in Marathi, the profession of stone cutters is a hard one. While going through my collection while thinking about how time deals with relations and emotional wounds, I found a striking similarity between a Wadari and Time itself.
This man sitting on a pile of fragments of rocks relentlessly hammers down anything that's large enough to be spotted by his keen eye. Time reduces everything to unrecognizable bits, a one way puzzle that can only be created, rarely ever solved. Chaos is the ultimate weapon, ultimate destroyer of everything that makes sense. Time wields chaos in it's right hand.
When I see this man working through the day striking his hammer at rocks, I don't just see a man making ends meet… I see the greatest leveler of all, personified in a humble Wadari.
