Solitude does not always mean being lonely. A man spends all his life surrounded by, work, family, responsibilities, travel etc. These experiences accumulate with the passage of time and are the most important things that one owns in a lifetime. At an older age sitting in silence, recapitulating and contemplating these times is almost like a storybook. I took this photograph in Paris and could relate the thought above with the light and action of the fellow in a bus stand near Montmartre.