Saturday, October 23, 2010
Dhaka Like The Pictures In My Mind
Some moments go by so fast. They feel like split-second images sliding by from couch windows in fast-moving trains. You blink and they are gone forever. I am grateful for the technology that allows me to stretch some of these moments into eternity. A flightless phoenix. An avenue of hundreds of news papers. A kaleidoscope of drying garments. Minaret rising proud. Random directions. These constitute a montage that helps to paint Dhaka in my internal canvas. And who says that Dhaka isn’t for those who slumber?
This is the Eye in the Sky!