As I Remember: Mahesh Baliga

- Gabriel Garcia Marquez

 

Surviving in squares with measured breaths and with little licenses to venture out to the places one belongs to. Things lost in the present days appear in flashes as moments of respite and sometimes also triggering the urgency to connect and relive the short moments of those first encounters :fear, love, death, short walks. What does one do when one fails to perform the everyday, the empty walls become scenes where the regular will be rescripted. The memories are evoked through senses, the saline buttery smell bringing to mind the big paper dosas being served and train tickets of travels and hurried runs to safety/death. We all have our personal associations with the sense of normalcy. The small and possible wishes became impossible; the wish to see the hippopotamus Dimpy in the Zoo and the friends one often meets. The desire to escape the monotony makes one take shelter in quirky imaginations too.