aum sweet aum

delhi

as always, india manages to surprise me. this time it was the airport. somehow it has magically transformed from a rather intimidating dark, dirty hole filled with screaming cabbies into, well, a normal airport. disconcerting. seems to be part of a large "make delhi less shitty" campaign. pre-commonwealth games perhaps? anyway, pahar ganj is literally a construction zone with a giant caterpillar digger destroying a large section of pavement and blocking all traffic as we speak. as if pahar ganj was not hard enough to navigate already, without the new addition of piles of wet dirt that are strewn with broken glass, bricks, jagged boards and the usual smearing of excrement. sigh. "aum sweet aum"- haha.

and of course i feel incredibly peaceful. i don't know how this mid-apocalyptic mega city can feel so comforting, so simple, so... so homey. i walked through a huge crowd today, against the grain, and was amazed as we all managed to glide past each other, effortlessly and smoothly. once again i'm caught up in the giant flow of this place. as i sit here and type i still don't know my next destination, but i remember now that i'm here that it doesn't matter. come what may.