Two years ago, I took a ride on the train in Egypt. After experiencing this unique world, all I wanted to do was find the human inside the train — not the one who takes the train every now and again but the one who constantly uses it and has made it an enduring part of their life. These are the forlorn people who spend a quarter of every day just to go back and forth from work. They come from villages, cities, and small towns.
The crowded third-class train, the cheapest one, is packed with three to four times the number of passengers it should carry. It is unbelievably jammed.
Taking photos in third-class trains with so many eyes gazing anxiously at my camera wasn’t easy. These pictures are my attempt to tell a story about the Train Man.