With communications technology breaking new grounds at a frenetic pace, mobility and portability seem to underline what makes or breaks. Of late, my inbox shows a number of emails which, when opened, have additional taglines such as, "Sent from my IPhone," and "Sent from Blackberry." We've been sending emails and messages all this while and suddenly we need to notate the technology that facilitated the communication. I guess these tags are generated by the service providers and not by the end users. Anyhoo, the tags themselves seem to feed on our human need for self-constitution, with corporatized technology being an all too willing facilitator. That one is not too averse to the tech-enabled image building only seems to underscore the reciprocated complicity. "Sent from my IPhone!" So what?
On a more positive note, autumn-winter transitions remind of beauty around us that often go unnoticed.
Winter lines never fail to transport me back to the days of approaching winters in the Himalayan foothills. With the year's work done and going home just a few weeks away, visual registers of those longing gazes into the evening's horizon remain clearly etched. As I scan the horizons at a place far removed from then, these images re-emerge to let me wander through terrain that seem to transcend time and space, to where the past and present merge in a burst of colour.
