Things we take for ganted:
- The way your baby smiles at you when you look at him before leaving home
- The lovely overcast weather, drizzles …
- The lovely, haphazard, pickets outlining a large, yet unsullied, plot, and an imlee tree standing at the entrance like a guard
- Tree lined, pot-hole free road, punctuated by a garden here, a lawn there; somewhere a beautiful old stone quarter partially obscured by trees
- Little children, from not so privileged backgrounds jauntily walking to school, alone or in pairs, with no apparent care in the world
Things we cannot put out of our mind:
- A truck driver who won’t let you overtake all the while puffing greyish ugly smoke making you roll up your windows
- An erratic car driver here, bike driver there, who does something or the other to get on your nerves.
And then we blame the urban life …
Banal beauty seems to always lose to banal ugliness?