Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Being in my line of profession, I get to read a lot stories about development taking place in the country, especially in the national capital. Recently I was editing some stories about various expressways coming up on various national highways in many parts of Delhi, Haryana and Uttar Pradesh. most of the copies glorified and gave in explicit details how much development and how many new things the areas can expect with the development of the expressways. As I sat editing those copies, I could't help but wonder what sort of development would it bring. The expressways will make life better for thousands of commuters plying on those roads everyday. GOing from one place to the other, which takes them hours right now, won't even be a half and hour to 45 minute ride then. But I am a conventional person and I like my trees and old cottages. I was horrified just to imagine all the buildings that are going to come up on both sides of the highway, towering above the human beings like giants. I would feel reaaly intimidated I am sure. Even now when I go to all the glitzy malls that I visit in Delhi, I feel so small. They just seem to overpower me and everything that I am. Now I am all for development btu I feel the loss of what we had and what we have right now will surely pinch me, if not others. When people zoom past in their cars, I think of those long walks that I used to take with my friends back in College. Thank god my hometown in the hills is still untouched by the development but for how long. I pray the day is later than sooner. I like the flowers and the garden, the wild grass and the pebbles. It kills me sometimes to think that the place where I stay in Delhi doesnt even have any pebbles lying around except for those that are made of cement. Nothing natural has survived. I long to go home.

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