Mumbai means crowds.
People everywhere.
Coming form all directions.
Rushing to all directions.
I was at Bandra Terminus after a long time. This is not the best of the Railway stations, so I never look forward to visiting it. But whenever I have opportunity, I become nostalgic.
And what do I see? Even at 6.00 in the morning?
Platforms full of heavy items. Making crowds more alarming than they sometimes actually are.
Maybe I was there at the wrong end.
Or wrong time.
Or wrong place.
Or all of that.
Whatever it was, it certainly did not make me smile.
We are not only over-populated, we are over-materialized.
Our space is getting squeezed every day - nay, every moment.
What happens to us when we have limited space?
To our body? To our mind? To our spirit?
That too becomes small; that too becomes limited; I guess.
People everywhere.
Coming form all directions.
Rushing to all directions.
I was at Bandra Terminus after a long time. This is not the best of the Railway stations, so I never look forward to visiting it. But whenever I have opportunity, I become nostalgic.
And what do I see? Even at 6.00 in the morning?
Platforms full of heavy items. Making crowds more alarming than they sometimes actually are.
Maybe I was there at the wrong end.
Or wrong time.
Or wrong place.
Or all of that.
Whatever it was, it certainly did not make me smile.
We are not only over-populated, we are over-materialized.
Our space is getting squeezed every day - nay, every moment.
What happens to us when we have limited space?
To our body? To our mind? To our spirit?
That too becomes small; that too becomes limited; I guess.
