Okay, so it's been a really long time since I've written something. I know , I know, I had promised myself to maintain this blog, if not for anything else than for regularising my self-imposed super irregular yet mundane life.
I had gone to Shillong last month. It was a 10 day going-home trip. And like all going-home trips, it was over too soon...I had planned to gorge on kilos of sausages and bacon but my body could not not live up to my expectations. The shopping was goooooooood! I am still basking in the post-shopping glory!("Awesome shirt, yaar! This too, from Shillong?")
Oh, but the Shillong I had come from is fast disappearing into thin air! Every time I go back to Shillong I see a little more of it eaten away. The trees are almost gone, so now they are doing away with the hills, like, literally! Whole hills are being chopped off, clawed at, disintegrated into cement or whatever you call it. The weather is humid: something it had never been in the past years. Summers are actually hot! Goodbye the lovely spring summer climate. Goodbye the crisp, dry summer air. Welcome humidity. Welcome heat. Welcome perspiration.
It probably began with the shifting of the wettest place on earth from Cherrapunjee to Mausynram... The woods behind my house has been rapidly thinning( like, faster than the hair on my scalp and I have a balding patch)!
They are building a four-lane connecting Guahati to Shillong. It will make the puke-ridden, four-hour Shillong-Guahati trip more comfortable for motion sickness patients like me. Ofcourse, they are building the 4 lanes for better connectivity, better trade, etc, etc. Talks of building a railway station are going on. Again better trade. It'll cut down the transport cost.
But I prefer to puke my way through a seven-hour trip any day to the bald railway station that Shillong is on its way to becoming.
I had gone to Shillong last month. It was a 10 day going-home trip. And like all going-home trips, it was over too soon...I had planned to gorge on kilos of sausages and bacon but my body could not not live up to my expectations. The shopping was goooooooood! I am still basking in the post-shopping glory!("Awesome shirt, yaar! This too, from Shillong?")
Oh, but the Shillong I had come from is fast disappearing into thin air! Every time I go back to Shillong I see a little more of it eaten away. The trees are almost gone, so now they are doing away with the hills, like, literally! Whole hills are being chopped off, clawed at, disintegrated into cement or whatever you call it. The weather is humid: something it had never been in the past years. Summers are actually hot! Goodbye the lovely spring summer climate. Goodbye the crisp, dry summer air. Welcome humidity. Welcome heat. Welcome perspiration.
It probably began with the shifting of the wettest place on earth from Cherrapunjee to Mausynram... The woods behind my house has been rapidly thinning( like, faster than the hair on my scalp and I have a balding patch)!
They are building a four-lane connecting Guahati to Shillong. It will make the puke-ridden, four-hour Shillong-Guahati trip more comfortable for motion sickness patients like me. Ofcourse, they are building the 4 lanes for better connectivity, better trade, etc, etc. Talks of building a railway station are going on. Again better trade. It'll cut down the transport cost.
But I prefer to puke my way through a seven-hour trip any day to the bald railway station that Shillong is on its way to becoming.
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