This patch of land in Sector 63, Noida, Delhi NCR, is a constantly changing panaroma. Development activities go on here throughout the year. A Delhi Metro station is also coming up nearby in sector 62.
The big, round wheel in this pic is that symbol of constant change.
Somewhere in Noida, Delhi NCR
Indeed, begging is begging, an unpleasant thing, whether you do it for yourself or others. Here are some pics…
Begging for a cause
Begging for yourself
The Brighter Side Of City Life…
When a shroud of darkness descends over the city after sunset,
and the street lights start glowing,
It fills you with a sense of great relief.
For a few minutes, at least,
you can easily let yourself forget
how polluted the city really is
and wallow in the sheer joy
of that lovely moment…
Today’s Times of India (1 November 2016) had this to say about atmospheric pollution in Noida: ‘Noida Air 9 Times Beyond Safe Limits.
I was not shocked when I read this, to be honest. It simply had to happen. Just look around you in UP. No one seems to be doing anything about pollution. We are either passive spectators or carelessly contributing to it. Garbage is burnt daily all over UP with impunity. Immersions of dead bodies and holy idols into rivers happen daily and all through the year. Every Diwali, in spite of so many campaigns, millions of polluting crackers are burnt.
Governments must remember that without public involvement, anti-pollution measures will have no meaning whatsoever. There seems to be a major disconnect here in UP and Chief Minister Akhilesh Yadav needs to steer his state out of useless politics and engage his people in more constructive activities.
Since I pass through Ghaziabad and Noida daily on my way to work, I feel concerned and writing this piece is my way of doing my bit for this situation as a writer. Take a close look at the pic above and you will understand what I mean.
Isn’t it sad, the way we vandalize our environment and let poor animals search for food in the ashes we leave behind?
Look closely at this pic. It was clicked at Noida, a town bordering Delhi. Apart from the buffaloes and garbage commonly seen in Delhi too, there is one more thing that’s an uncommon sight in Delhi. In case you are still guessing, it’s a white crane casually walking around!
A few days ago, I had to stay back in office for some work that couldn’t be postponed. By the time I came out, the sun was about to set. It glowed brightly with varigated hues of orange and down below, the smoldering garbage and malingering cattle were no longer so conspicuous. They had turned into mere shadows, covered with a black film of darkness…It was a lovely sight! That was when I realized that Nature never gets affected by ugliness around her and never, ever forgets to look beautiful, so why must I? With my spirits considerably lifted by this thought, I got into an auto and went home…
Given below is the link to my poem ‘A Caravan’ inspired from this pic…
I clicked this pic on 31 August 2016 when I was on my way to work in an auto. It rained so heavily that my clothes got completely drenched. I was literally dripping when I entered my office that day.