Indus / Sindhu is an endearing sight. Barren mineral hills make room to let it flow along. Not too rapid, not too gentle, and framed against imposing hills, she is transformed every few hours as daylight moves across the landscape.
Having long moved away from heart of nature to evolve as a superior species located in cities, they keep returning to the spaces that preserve histories - Human and Planetary, perhaps to record that evolution.
On an impulse one dips a hand in primary waters to feel an awareness of one's origins and ultimate destiny.
There is something changing in the marketplace of the city. The showrooms - grand, stocked and dandied, appear to have smaller clientele than before. Outside, on the walkways, the eateries, the public benches, the colonnaded stroll-through, you find busy and 'in some rush' people everywhere.
Apparently, folks are employing the market-place as a Rendezvous, to meet up and socialize, exchange and transact, to perform and be noticed, in general to be at leisure. The buying of merchandise appears to be an 'online' activity where merchandise lands up at one's doorstep. Our performer here did an admirable jig to a Sufi strain.
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. A large contingent of rural folks headed towards the seat of government at Nagpur. They had a list of deep grievances and sought to petition the govt in person. Police barricaded their access. Demonstrators were restless and insistent. Police warned them to retreat, then charged at them with batons. Some say they fired from the guns too, in the air, to intimidate. An enormous pandemonium broke out and then followed a heartless stampede.
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tribal folks, Gowaris and others, met a cruel end in the street of their capital. Aadiwasi Smaarak is a poignant tribute to those lost lives. The centrepiece is artist's imagination of a bunch of batons or barrels of guns. Goats - tribal life's popular possession - seem to represent the simple tribal folk themselves. A lame dog runs alongside his keeper herdsman in another portrayal. Sadly, New Democracies have failed to comprehend the despair of their neediest yet most optimistic citizens.
Gond king Buland Shah is recognized as the Founder of Nagpur - city and State. Long erased from historical accounts - popular and official - one of the many Gond kings' rehabilitation in sculpture at the city square makes for a redemption and an endearing view.
as a sensory experience its dazzling. one gasps frequently as one should. this wonderland transforms one into a wonder-struck Alice. learn to feel like a midget, submit before the grandeur, breathe in deep for life-air. Ladakh utterly humbles the traveller. also, Buddha presides over it.
