For the restless spirit!

The original World Trade Centre opened in 1973. It was suddenly destroyed in 2001. Pulled down to ashes and rubble.  Its November, 2014 - the grand tower is still being reinstated ..hopefully again in all its glory.... Waqt to lagta hi hein ( it definitely takes time )  Similarly, like that tall tower, when long standing associations/ relationships crumble...suddenly.... it takes a lot of time for the dust to settle. The muck remains around for a long time.... people don't find it comfortable to come close to the site of the fallen edifice.  There is a ripple effect on all other linked relationships, that get strained...stretched.....that don't know how to react to the fall,the severance..... now that skyline is disturbed...changed. And those around need to get used to this new horizon. Again, more adjustments are called for ... as those who care and those who don't, try to align to the new scheme of things. It is really tough not only for those in the cent...

Nowadays, as I sit in my balcony, I hear the sound of the recently introduced Dubai trams - a kind of "clang clang clang" that is so typical of trams across the world.  I love it. Just the sound of it brings back so many memories from down the many years I have traversed. While the trams are a new feather in the cap of my adopted city, I come from a city that had trams since our colonial days. That sound reverberated in many parts of that City of Joy at one time. (Today is another story, I understand) I remember the trams in front of our school, carrying willing and unwilling young students and mostly hassled parents; those that went up and down Gariahat ( an extremely popular retail locality, for the uninitiated )  transporting excited shoppers; the trams that took us so many times to quintessential College Street when we wanted to buy books or go to the University for some tedious paperwork; I recall  walking across  the tram depot around the corner a...

Gosh!!!I suddenly realize it's the middle of the second last month of the year ..... wow! Time really couldn't be bothered by anything that's happening around ... like a river, it just keeps flowing. Those who have read my earlier posts will remember how I often compare our lives to a river and how much I have wondered about our lack of control, at important junctures, over what's around the bend. The more I think of it, the more I like that analogy! Sometimes, the river is only a stream, gushing, aspirational, energetic yet not powerful enough, not really sure which way will lead it to its destination; it has never seen its destination, doesn't know what it looks like, yet hopes to be there. There lies the exuberance of young lives - God bless them - may they always dream, for they take humanity forward, they raise the bar... And then the river grows in strength,matures, has figured out which way it needs to flow; many nuances are added to it - parts bec...