Nostalgia

I was passing through Vidhana Soudha in Bangalore and I had a nice weird feeling when I saw such beautiful architecture and parks. And then I remembered my childhood when we used to walk to Vidhana Soudha through Cubbon Park every Sunday afternoon and sit on the stairs and watch the high court and eat fried ground nuts. (Now you can’t even touch the gates around).

Things have changed now in our galore we don’t have space to walk on the road there are no foot paths in some places. We don’t plan our buildings they way the people did them before; they left so much of garden space. Yeah I feel helpless the way things have changed. But the nostalgia I feel when I pass through these magnificent architectures is inexpressive.