This series from the Lahore Mental Asylum has accumulated over the last four years. With some of the ‘inmates’, I have developed a friendship, some have build a fond shyness towards me, some just want to be heard while some are ever so absorbed. However, their detachment from the identity of the lunatic, insane or disturbed and the indulgence in their figmental reality build an attractively emancipating impression. The faces are terribly familiar to people aware of the Pakistani populace but most of these patients have a lifelong struggle with the world outside the asylum and some of them have just given up looking for any refuge. Many have reached this place due to failed love affairs leading to addictions while some are here due to birth disorders but most of them, after getting cured here, are unable to stay at their houses. They return from the inanity outside, to this safe haven where they can sing, scream, dance and bluster without inhibition.
By Aun Raza