where does our water come from? where does it go? can the Yamuna ever be a river again? These are some of the questions which led me to explore traditional water systems in the country as well as looking at a direction for our metropolises of the day. Focussing on Delhi, the pretext is that we actually get enough rain water to meet our needs, yet ever increasing large scale projects are endlessly under construction, I smelt a rat . . . decentralised solutions, which are small scale, community managed and cater to the immediate locality obviate the need for transportation and drastically reduce the footprint of a community, but there is little scope for large scale corruption . . thus the saying we need a 1000 1000$ projects, not a million $ one!
Sunday, April 24, 2011
down the drain
where does our water come from? where does it go? can the Yamuna ever be a river again? These are some of the questions which led me to explore traditional water systems in the country as well as looking at a direction for our metropolises of the day. Focussing on Delhi, the pretext is that we actually get enough rain water to meet our needs, yet ever increasing large scale projects are endlessly under construction, I smelt a rat . . . decentralised solutions, which are small scale, community managed and cater to the immediate locality obviate the need for transportation and drastically reduce the footprint of a community, but there is little scope for large scale corruption . . thus the saying we need a 1000 1000$ projects, not a million $ one!
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Wednesday, April 06, 2011
The space I inhabit is wide and free
flipping from sunny to desultory
encased in caring possibility
makes me wonder dream then be
if space needs bounds just to exist
and infinity lies in my closed fist
what shackles then do i resist
for this is one train that just can't be missed
nose to the grind
punctual swift
help me unwind
get on my drift
time out of mind
sands gently shift
oscillate slow
three one two three
up the tempo
and its melody
minds eye window
have a look see
of them paths breaking through my wall
muddle my world engage it all
singed finger tips sculpted rationale
some call it mayhem others gall
time it will tell as i enthrall
rock or rocket fly or fall
Saturday, April 02, 2011
will we or won't we
on the brink of inking in the 2011 deep into the psyche of a nation. the team selection seems spot on. we're batting second, that's a good thing. love to see india chasing, even though the record isn't so great. but they say the ball will swing a bit. go msd!
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