[Reader-list] Nangla's Delhi - April 01, 2006

[CM@Nangla]

New postings at Nangla's Delhi blog
(http://nangla.freeflux.net)

*A slow fire spreads in a dense forest*
by Rakesh

As soon as the fear in the heart settled into eyes, the wind, the space,
objects, everything turned into nothingness. That sight which makes the
heart tremble and break, cuts like the edges of a letter cut through hands,
as soon as it appears before the eyes. All kinds of thoughts make their
home in the heart...
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*Silences*
by Rabiya

People are filling their hearts with the consolation that some of them have
a few more days to prepare themselves before their house will be broken.
When they know they will not be allowed to live here anymore, then why not
convince themselves of the fact that this will indeed happen. Struggling
with what is happening to them, they are allowing some glimpses of the
everyday to resurface. That is why stoves have begun to be ignited again.
The dwelling is with us, among us for a few moments longer...
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*The Morning*
by Shamsher

There is a lot that the morning today has lost. Like always, people are
making their way to the public toilets, tins filled with water in hand.
People reached there, like everyday. But the queue that is there otherwise
is missing. Everyone recognises its disappearance....
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Yesterday's posts:

*Not this kind of freedom*
by Yashoda
I had been running from this place. It shows us a deep shadow of our
future. A future that will not let go of us. It follows us, gazing at us
through different frames.....
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*There is no doubt now*
by Neelofar
Now most houses have been broken. People are breaking their houses with
their own hands, and taking out that which may be of use later....
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*Broken*
by Suraj
When a house was made, can only be known when it is being broken.
That aunty, packing her household, getting ready to move, was saying, "My
son got this made on his birthday. That wall, it is the residue and the
result of the estrangement between my husband and his brother. This roof,
it was made pucca when my son got his first salary."......
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*Nangla Rising*
by Priya

The sky came into Nanglamachi today. Unless blue is the colour of holes in
walls. Green walls, pink walls, white walls, dappled sunlight walls, "love
is enough" poster walls, high walls, dispensary walls, Rakesh Cable walls.
The sky made its way through falling tin roofs, carefully dismantled
doorframes,over asbestos ground, broken bricks and intact ones. With each
new hour there were new sky formations and new vertical maps of Nangla
being created. One didn't have to stare for too long to see it happening....
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CM Lab, Nangla Maanchi

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It quenches the thirst of the thirsty, 
Such is Nangla,
It shelters those who come to the city of Delhi, 
Such is Nangla. 
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