Cycling In Delhi

I travel to come down off the feather-bed of civilization – RL Stevenson I do not remember when the thought of an inter-city bicycle ride first occurred to me. A friend came to drop me at the Tribune Circle in Chandigarh. We bade each other goodbye and from then on, I was on my own. I felt energetic and looked forward to the journey. Finally the day had come, I was living my dream. But as soon as I reached the outskirts of the city, doubt started raising its dreadful head.

Sometimes a particular image becomes so ordinary that you stop noticing it; until a set of eyes come along for whom that same image is not so common. Here is a picture by Cheeni I liked very much. An image like this would not have stood out for me, but for its suggestive title. Yes, this is the most reliable, widely used, labour intensive gas pipeline in India.