Hello, Strangers

We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken.

– Fyodor Dostoevsky

It’s no secret that I love people-watching. On my travels, I spend a great deal of time looking at strangers, being fascinated with the language, and most of all, observing their every move and action. Thus, I named this blog nakawtingin for that very reason. Since high school, I’ve been called a stalker, and I think it should be something I should be ashamed of. But I see no harm in observing strangers.

I’ve been to Hong Kong twice, and on both times, I found it hard to approach the people I met. They seemed distant. Maybe it’s just coincidence or maybe it’s really a culture thing. Probably it has something to do with age. I mean, the fangirls I met in the concert were approachable. Or maybe it’s fangirls in general who are always so perky.

Whatever the case may be, I enjoyed taking snapshots of strangers. This may sound cheesy, but I think people are the most amusing when they’re unaware of people watching them. When their guards aren’t up, when they aren’t posing for the camera. I want to do this more often, and I should probably dig up some old photos just to see if I have more.

This post has been on the back of my mind for the longest time but it took me awhile to come up with it. The photos are just sitting idly on my computer. This reminds me, I have tons of Hong Kong photos left unpublished. I should get to that the next weeks, I promise.