A Snapshot.

At Oran, as elsewhere, for lack of time and thinking, people have to love each other without knowing much about it.
-A line I came across the other day, brilliantly potraying what could be called the burden of modernity. This strain of thoughtlessness is like an epidemic, inflicting all and invading each of life's perview. We live, in the sense that we eat, breathe, see, talk, love but how many of us contemplate these life processes that we have managed to naturalize? But once in a while things happen which force us to rethink the way we look at life. For example in the backdrop of shallow consumerism, a Nokia N82 ad me recognise the romance in everyday life that we fail to realise. Isn't a firefighter battling a raging blaze truely like a knight taming a feirce dragon?My entry into the big city was marked by a haunting sense of lonliness. I remained a loner while I oscillated between a state of being surrounded by friends and extreme friendlessness. Time rolled on the alien became the familiar and yet I stayed on the outside occupying a precarious paradigm between the suburban quaint and the urban modern. A distance enforced itself, betwee me and everything I saw, and like a disgruntled critic reviewing bad poetry, I overlooked whatever little merits my existance showed. My life screams of raw gnashes and dark scars but to pick up the pieces is the real task. The journey has only begun...