One year ago today, one day after the capture and resulting death of Osama Bin Laden, I was in Lahore. Together with some of my dear friends there, we visited the old walled city, which became a tradition for us whenever I was in town.
It being the biggest news ever, and me being in Pakistan of all places, I was obsessed in going out and making some pictures connected to Osama. Besides finding a newspaper wallah that was making his round with fake pictures of a killed Osama, life in the old city went on as usual. No tension in the air, children playing, animals lazing about, nothing marking what happened the day before…
After a while, my friend Shah Zaman spotted this old baba watching the news on tv and we were invited to come in his little shack in which he collected parking money.
He became so fired up when we talked to him about Osama and whether or not government officials and the army knew if the most wanted criminal/fugitive in the world was staying in their country… With the devastating floods not even a year behind them, destroying most of the crops, houses and displacing over 20 million people… many people felt angry and betrayed by their government.
Here is how Baba spoke about it: