Having tuberculosis can be imprisoning in so many ways. The symptoms. The stigma. The endless stream of medicines. The isolation from family and friends, work and school. The sheer duration of treatment. It’s a brutal disease that measures its awful toll in months and years.
As we were filming in a nearby health clinic, this woman stood by just watching. Our crew attracted quite a crowd, but she stood back. In the noise and chaos, attention and trouble that a film team brings to an extremely poor slum area of southwest Delhi, something about her look was very different. I asked for her photo and she just nodded.