I have always been fascinated with Mumbai. Though I have not been to the metropolis very many times and have not stayed for more than three days at stretch, I salute the resilience of the city inhabitants and their ability to take so many hardships in their stride. These two pictures, of the Vile Parle station, show just some aspects of that resilience and hardship and how people just cope with them and take it in their stride. The two men waiting for a train to come, the lady sleeping it off after a laborious morning at work and the gentleman apparently making some last-minute plans before his next trip are but just a few glimpses of a city that never sleeps. And the fact that THESE were the people worst hit by terrorism of the worst kind 22 years ago when a series of bomb blasts ripped the city apart send a chill down my spine. It also pains me to see politicians still bickering about the rights and the wrongs and of how capital punishment brings ‘closure’ to the victim’s families. No one, unfortunately, thinks of the nation and all that matters to them is how they can score some points. And NO ONE thinks of these poor souls for whom the only question is – where will the next meal come from?
I have driven by this very busy traffic island in Bahrain’s Salmabad area scores of times but this shot from on board a helicopter presented an entirely different, and surreal look. I cannot for the world of me figure out how a mosque came up ON this roundabout and attracts thousands of worshipers. To top it all, there is no traffic light – a RED signal – that gets traffic to halt for a moment so the devout can safely cross over. Well, as they say, it’s truly divine intervention and nothing else!
I guess it’s time for this cat to say goodbye – to this life at least!
Barely had I escorted Tyson inside the house than this rather menacing looking creature appeared from behind the wall and sat on the ‘toadstool’ I have set up with a makeshift birdbath, having a rather ‘cool’ drink!
Tyson, as expected, went ballistic – thankfully behind closed doors.
What I gather, of course, is that this one’s taking too much of a chance – it’s probably exhausted all but one of its nine lives and has to, sooner or later, become Tyson’s fourth feline victim.
Perhaps it was lying in wait for the opportune moment and made an appearance as soon as the coast was clear or is it that supreme confidence it could come to no harm?
Time will tell, which, I am guessing, is not far away! Tyson’s eying his trophy and this one’s chancing its luck. Watch this space!
Several moments before I took this picture, I wondered what these birds might be saying to each other after a rather strenuous day out. The racket they made was deafening and ‘exciting’. They were visibly happy, however. I wish we spoke their language. How awesome would that be?