Day 27.. From a distance..
This solitary tree overlooks my balcony.. There is a construction site right next door and along side the site is a colony of construction workers..
A hardy lot these.. Each time i look at them.. i am amazed at their resilience, spirit, sense of action and the capacity to go on with so little..and the ability to get rooted and make a life where ever they are..
This tree is a focal point of their lives.. I see children playing around.. women chatting .. enjoy a few moments of breather.. men sitting around.. vendors hawking stuff..
Something permanent in their transient home... cannot miss the paradox...
But it is a shade that hugs...
This solitary tree overlooks my balcony.. There is a construction site right next door and along side the site is a colony of construction workers..
A hardy lot these.. Each time i look at them.. i am amazed at their resilience, spirit, sense of action and the capacity to go on with so little..and the ability to get rooted and make a life where ever they are..
This tree is a focal point of their lives.. I see children playing around.. women chatting .. enjoy a few moments of breather.. men sitting around.. vendors hawking stuff..
Something permanent in their transient home... cannot miss the paradox...
But it is a shade that hugs...
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