Time is an illusion

Travelling in the locals at night in Mumbai, can be refreshing. A few days ago, I was returning from work on the Harbour Line local trains, and drifting in and out of that blissful state called drowsiness. Almost empty compartments - put your feet up, and wait for your station.

On this night, I noticed bright lights along an empty stretch of road, just outside the Chunabhatti station. Some sort of fair - music, hawkers, and a large ferris wheel which was more or less the big attraction - decked up in white light, and going round and round crazily. Somehow, the image stuck - and the next morning, I decided to take my camera along, so I could cart off a shot the next night when the train slowed down at the station. And I did just that.

The wheel was turning round and round the next night too, only there was no one in the carriages. An off day at the fair perhaps.