My previous post generated a lot of comments and I welcome each and every one of them though I may not agree with all. NIMBY by the way stands for NOT IN MY BACK YARD. My friend N, is familiar with this term as it is something that occurs in every corner of this planet not just India.
Daily thoughts and scenes are always a mixture and in as much as the previous post was critical of the state of affairs here, this post is a reminder of the quirky and the different which is also so prevelant but often so fleeting.
A morning of dancing butterflies. Went on a wondeful walk with Tara in Vasant Khunj and spotted no less than 15 different varieties of butterflies from irridescent blue, to bright yellow, to flaming orange to whimsical white and ice-blue. Just beautiful.
Watching crows eat melted ice-cream from a pavement. They bend their head and suck in the ice-cream sideways. Hilarious.
Seeing a man riding a bike with one hand along a busy road holding a baby asleep on his shoulder.
Seeing a family on a motorbike as you often do but the little boy was fast asleep on the fuel tank.Uncomfortable. This one I captured for you.