|The Invisible Highway
||[Jan. 24th, 2006|12:22 pm]
Simple patterns: fallen leaves, long shadows with the setting sun, at the Kamat hotel in Udaipura, on the way back to Bangalore.
It is amazing to see people walking on the left edge of the road(national and state highways), with their backs turned, vehicles zooming past them at 100kmph. They define their own space of a few feet at the edge and keep to it, an invisible barrier protecting them, walking without care, for the vehicles are just a blur, a fraction of time, unimportant, irrelavant. For them the highway is their backyard, for them the highway is invisible.
Inverted Coffee: Coffee in inverted cups at Shimoga, airtight.
Power: Power lines on the way to Jog falls, the road twists and turns but the power lines remain visible for a long time.