The RailRoad Station

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My nonarrival in the city of N.
took place on the dot.

You'd been alerted 
in my unmailed letter.

You were able not to be there
at the agreed-upon time.

The train pulled up at platform 3.
A lot of people got out.

My absence joined the throng
as it made its way toward the exit.

Several women rushed
to take my place
in all that rush.

Somebody ran up to one of them.
I didn't know him,
but she recognized him
immediately.

While they kissed
with not our lips,
a suitcase disappeared,
not mine.

The railroad station in the city of N.
passed its exam
in objective existence
with flying colors.

The whole remained in place.
Particulars scurried
along the designated tracks.

Even a rendezvous
took place as planned.

Beyond the reach
of our presence.

In the paradise lost
of probability.

Somewhere else.
Somewhere else.
How these little words ring.

Wislawa Szymborska

		

Exile

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Alone let me walk this path of exile, alone.

My own fruits let me harvest, on my own.

Weathers within have flung me down –

Tempest of blood, earthquake of bone;

And now the fever I caught from my own

Iniquities, I would cure, but alone.

Where else but down this straight path can I find

That moment emptied of doubt, that place where the mind

Has unsuffered its past? I would put the past behind

By bearing present pain and joy, but alone.

 

Suryakanth Tripathi

(Trans: M.Halpern)

 

Oragon Coast

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Recently came across an article in Magazine called Popular Science about Water Crisis:

La Paz sits at altitude of 12,000 feet in Bolivian Andes and facing water shortages. In order to reduce consumption, government has stopped providing water through pipes.  To satiate water necessity  of 800,000 citizens, government is putting water tankers at strategic point in city to which citizens comes with buckets, cans and everything which can hold water.

Reason for Crisis: Global Warming. In more detail, global warming which has been reason for depletion of Chacltaya glacier and shrinkage of rain fall by 20 to 30 percentage per year. In reality, Bolivia attributes to 0.33%  of the world’s greenhouse-gas emission compare to 14.4% of USA. As, greenhouse-gas is not limited by borders and contained in particular country where it has been generated, it is increasing temperature level throughout the world. At high Andean plains, temperature increase has gone from .11 degrees Celsius per decade 40 years ago to .33 degrees Celsius in the last decade. (Global average is .15 to.20 per decade.) So evidently, Bolivia is facing affect of global warming far worse then USA while contributing nominal greenhouse-gas per person.

(Reference: Popular Science March – April 2017.)

Let’s Dig: Due to such crisis, local farmers will be facing hardship and will be forced to move to big cities. Due to lack of infrastructure and job opportunities in developing nations, it will be hard for this farmers to secure a job. Thus, probability of unemployment will rise and with that, there will be starting of unrest among the population of country. It will give rise to crime rate and might ignite revolution. If revolution starts then either government may topple or give birth to civil war. In case of civil war, life of innocents will be at greater risk which will start migration to neighboring countries in search for shelter, food and safety. If the neighboring nation does not accept or migration is too heavy for the neighboring nations then human trafficking companies will come into existent which will take part to transport desperate people to developed nations. And as USA is the most near by and developed nation, it will find the migrants at the gate of USA. USA will accept this migrants or not? Or will they say that, you don’t belong over here and we don’t have food or resources to share with you? Will there be political party which will take the benefit of it and influence the election?

Can Bolivian say that, migration has been caused by excess greenhouse-gas emission caused by US population and, unfortunately, they share the same eco system? Will they be able to argue that, if US would have been considered from the beginning then such day would have not come in the history of Bolivia or US or World?

(Please comment with your thoughts, if possible)

 

Zion National Park

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I am constantly trying to communicate something incommunicable, to explain something inexplicable, to tell about something I only feel in my bones and which can only be experienced in those bones. Basically it is nothing other than this fear we have so often talked about, but fear spread to everything, fear of the greatest as of the smallest, fear, paralyzing fear of pronouncing a word, although this fear may not only be fear but also a longing for something greater than all that is fearful.
—  Franz Kafka

Iron Lady – 2

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I love to watch the fine mist of the night come on,
The windows and the stars illumined, one by one,
The rivers of dark smoke pour upward lazily,
And the moon rise and turn them silver. I shall see
The springs, the summers, and the autumns slowly pass;
And when old Winter puts his blank face to the glass,
I shall close all my shutters, pull the curtains tight,
And build me stately palaces by candlelight.
—  Charles Baudelaire

Joffre Lake (Near Whistler)

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A. “We live in the richest country in the world. There’s plenty and to spare for no man, woman, or child to be in want. And in addition to this our country was founded on what should have been a great, true principle – the freedom, equality, and rights of each individual. Huh! And what has come of that start? There are corporations worth billions of dollars – and hundreds of thousands of people who don’t get to eat.”

B. “It is a curious emotion, this certain homesickness I have in mind. With Americans, it is a national trait, as native to us as the roller-coaster or the jukebox. It is no simple longing for the home town or country of our birth. The emotion is Janus-faced: we are torn between a nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.”

—  from The Heart is a Lonely Hunter

Kolob Reservoir

 

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(Note: Poem has nothing to do with photo above. Just, these was one of the best picture I have found from my trips and below is the best poem I have read, today.

Nothing has changed.
The body is a reservoir of pain;
it has to eat and breathe the air, and sleep;
it has thin skin and the blood is just beneath it;
it has a good supply of teeth and fingernails;
its bones can be broken; its joints can be stretched.
In tortures, all of this is considered.

Nothing has changed.
The body still trembles as it trembled
before Rome was founded and after,
in the twentieth century before and after Christ.
Tortures are just what they were, only the earth has shrunk
and whatever goes on sounds as if it’s just a room away.

Nothing has changed.
Except there are more people,
and new offenses have sprung up beside the old ones–
real, make-believe, short-lived, and nonexistent.
But the cry with which the body answers for them
was, is, and will be a cry of innocence
in keeping with the age-old scale and pitch.

Nothing has changed.
Except perhaps the manners, ceremonies, dances.
The gesture of the hands shielding the head
has nonetheless remained the same.
The body writhes, jerks, and tugs,
falls to the ground when shoved, pulls up its knees,
bruises, swells, drools, and bleeds.

Nothing has changed.
Except the run of rivers,
the shapes of forests, shores, deserts, and glaciers.
The little soul roams among those landscapes,
disappears, returns, draws near, moves away,
evasive and a stranger to itself,
now sure, now uncertain of its own existence,
whereas the body is and is and is
and has nowhere to go.

 

—  Wisława Szymborska, “Tortures”