There should be somewhere on earth a place which no nation could claim as its own, where all human beings of goodwill who have a sincere aspiration could live freely as citizens of the world and obey one single authority, that of the supreme Truth; a place of peace, concord and harmony where all the fighting instincts of man would be used exclusively to conquer the causes of his sufferings and miseries, to surmount his weaknesses and ignorance, to triumph over his limitations and incapacities; a place where the needs of the spirit and the concern for progress would take precedence over the satisfaction of desires and passions, the search for pleasure and material enjoyment.
French Quarter of White Town
A Pondicherry weekend trip made me one with the writer and thinker in me. Although it was a short visit, it did give me a chance to speak to the ocean, explore the French cobbled streets, admire the characteristic colors and architecture of the houses.
The picturesque White Town has a dominance of pastel shades of yellow, pink and brick red. The French structures are adorned with pretty wall art/graffiti, a lush growth of plants in parts. This makes one feel like walking through a time capsule. The sunlight plays hide and seek amidst the perfectly orchestrated streets. The whole place has a vibe that helps you unwind.
I spent a few hours absorbing the vibrant hues of the quarter. There are pretty cafes hidden in the houses, and they seem to co-exist without feeling out of place. As I walked a few times through the streets, their names began to register a little more(Rue de Suffren, Rue Demas, Rue De La Caserne, Labourdonnais Street). There is a strange balance between the old and the new here.
Walking the Promenade – A Poem
A stroll by the sea, feet sunk in the soft pillowy sand,
A bit of soul searching, with closed eyes to soak it all in.
Finding peace in watching the persistent waves hit the rocks over and over
An experience one can never forget.
The ocean is vast and all forgiving,
It can absorb everything around, objects seen and unseen.