Yesterday, I woke up facing the window that looks out on the corner of Lexington Avenue and 34th street. There's a tall red-brick building there, reaching 'way up high in that canonical, skyscraper-y way. I'd already seen it of course, and hadn't thought much about it, except that it is, you know, BIG and very uniform, and a rather dull, muddy, dried-blood colour. Well, yesterday, at dawn, I saw that the whole upper east-side corner of the building was rose-red, aflame with light, dawn-light -- and in that instant, the notion occurred to me that these soaring structures aren't really buildings at all, but mountains. The light striking the peak of that building (I'll have to find out its name today) reminded me -- yes, I realize it's a bit absurd -- of that moment in HEIDI when the lonely little orphan who has been sent to live with her gruff old grandfather in the high mountains, sees the sunset blazing in the snow peaks around her.
These mountains around me are made of brick and sweat and human toil and also dreams and hopes and imagination, and we have burrowed into them and made our homes amongst their high reaches. There really is something magnificent about them. I've never felt so thrilled by the sight of tall buildings before ...
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Ha ha! Well, fortunately I haven't had any close(d) encounters with bathroom doors!! My major preoccupation is with ensuring that I don't forget to take the keys with me when I come and go. It takes time to switch mental pre-sets from the situation at home, where there is nearly ALWAYS someone in the house to open doors, to the situation away from home, when not having the front door key means a major annoyance and a long wait.
I do adore being alone in a functioning apartment though. I mean, last year, I stayed in two different 'studio' apartments and though I got good mileage from them, they were a great deal more rugged than the place I'm in now, which belongs to the parents of a friend, and is in full running order. It has all the familiar comforts of a normal home -- complete with family photographs! -- but no other residents but me. A sort of luxurious monk's cell.
I guess it's time to post another bulletin ...
Hi Manjula, i knew you were in NY and was looking for an email for you on the internet when I saw your website. i will be in NY from the 6th of this month and hope to see you--it has been a long time. Pankaj
Hey have a great day, I'll be back to see yours again too. :)
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