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Desolation


Some gates thrust upon us an impression of desolation. They may be left open, but they don't invite; rather, they repulse.  It's not the Nature with her trees and plants or even its aridity that repulses; it's the gate in such a place; a gate that looks out of place; a gate that doesn't look like a gate!


Take a look around and you realise that you are not alone.  There is another creature that looks forlorn too.  Its company is no consolation.


Nor does it seem interested in your company.  Maybe, it's looking for something to eat.  A little water to drink.  A shelter from the heat of the summer sun in Delhi.  Is it wondering, like you, what we have done to the planet?  Why did we make such a hell out of it?  Why couldn't we get along together like the passengers on a train... knowing that the journey will end anyway?


No, it's not interested in your company.  "Good bye."


PS. All the pictures were taken this afternoon from one of the rear windows of my residence.
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  1. AnonymousApril 24, 2013 at 6:53 PM

    nice clicks and stronger depiction !! :) lucky u .. still have so much greenery and wild life(should i say.. coz i dont see them that often in my part of the country :) ) around your house :)

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 24, 2013 at 8:05 PM

      Yes, in a way I'm lucky. Very few people in Delhi can afford the luxury of so much greenery in their backyard.

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  2. Easwar ArumugamApril 24, 2013 at 9:17 PM

    It's so poetic.Like the lovely pictures.

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  3. AnonymousApril 25, 2013 at 11:32 AM

    Some gates thrust upon us an impression of desolation. They may be left open, but they don't invite; rather, they repulse. - This speaks to me on so many levels. Thank you for the wonderful post today.

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  4. PanchaliApril 25, 2013 at 12:09 PM

    A beautiful poetic-prose, Matheikal. Yes, human beings are most likely the biggest threat to many animals, so they have reasons to react/ think that way. Nice blog.
    Brilliant pics.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 25, 2013 at 4:22 PM

      Without the humans around, the planet would have been a far better place. But planets too have tragedies to narrate!

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  5. JayanthApril 25, 2013 at 3:56 PM

    Humans should have stayed the way they were! as Monkeys! nice pictures!

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 25, 2013 at 4:22 PM

      Right Jayant. The evolution was not so good for the planet!

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  6. NamrotaApril 25, 2013 at 8:44 PM

    Excellent depiction.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 26, 2013 at 10:24 AM

      Thanks, Namrota. Hope to see you here more frequently.

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  7. Amit PithadiaApril 25, 2013 at 10:02 PM

    Very nice click...

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  8. mandakolathurApril 26, 2013 at 8:56 AM

    My takeaway is "Monkey see, monkey not do!"

    I do not believe this is a stand-alone post; I think you took the photographs with the post in mind. Perhaps a series in the offing? Many more photographs where these came from? I am curious.

    I am not exactly sure I agree with sentiments about human beings despoiling nature etc. as espoused in some of the comments. But, that is for a different time and space.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 26, 2013 at 10:26 AM

      The post was not at all meant to be about human beings ravaging the nature. You are absolutely right, Raghuram, about that. The very opening sentence of the post sets the theme... and, yes, I have much, much more to say about it. I can (and most probably will) write a book about it...

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  9. IndraniApril 26, 2013 at 12:53 PM

    Great read along with pics.

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  10. Saru SinghalApril 26, 2013 at 6:14 PM

    Peaceful coexistence doesn't exist. We have made a hell out of this beautiful planet and each day we are getting worse.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 26, 2013 at 10:06 PM

      People don't want any peaceful coexistence, Saru. Strife is an entertainment!

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