She skipped because her daughter did first. The joy was contagious—so was the courage.
In the absence of judgment, the inner child of a man grows wings—and flies.
My name is Abdul Wahab Saifee. I’ve spent years capturing quiet stories in light—yours may be next.
Thousands have seen my work—not for fame, but because they saw themselves in it. That’s why I keep the lens open—to reflect the beauty others miss.
For years, I’ve told stories—first through words, then through images. Along the quiet roads of life, from the lakes of Minnesota to faces that carry untold joys and sorrows, I’ve come to know that every person is a story waiting to be witnessed.
Tens of thousands have seen my work—not through headlines, but through the warmth of a shared moment, the stillness of light, or the honesty of a glance. Today, I do more than take portraits. I help others see the beauty in their own reflection. Through word and image, I honor the lives entrusted to me.
— Abdul Wahab Saifee
The lamp post stood close by, its light falling like a golden veil, steady and true. That was the main light—framing the couple, illuminating their faces with a warmth that belonged to the street itself. Further away, a window shimmered softly, its glow faint but insistent, as if adding its own quiet note to the night. Yet for all their presence, neither the streetlight nor the window could rival the greater radiance before me: the young couple. Their joy reflected in each other’s eyes seemed to lift above the earth, defying the law of gravity itself. At the center of it all was something brighter than any lamp or window could cast—hope, and love, unmeasured and free.
Two friends turned a simple game into flight. One crouched low, steady as a springboard, while the other soared above him, caught midair against a clear summer sky. The American flag unfurled proudly in the background, adding its own voice to the moment. I had barely asked how high they could fly when the answer came before my words were finished. Rolling on the grass with my camera, I caught it all — friendship, freedom, and the joy of youth rising as if the sky itself belonged to them.
Action, Laughter, and joy