An Emotion called Shillong

4:30 am. Shillong.

I have been meaning to capture this view for a while and though this is not closest to what I have in my mind, I still did manage and this will remain as one to be treasured till I capture a better one.

Another picture captured by a cousin stays in my mind but I may never be able to get that view from my terrace at least thanks to the concrete structures all around.

I sent this pic to another cousin whose first remark was ‘Concrete, so much concrete’. His second comment was ‘Send more pics’.

Well, this is the emotion!

A friend who knew of my visit asked me to click a few pics of the roads and so I did. It took her a few minutes to recognise the exact location due to the changes that has taken place over the years! These are the roads we walked, we played, stood for hours to chat with friends, or simply walked up and down to finish our gossips.

This friend has left Shillong for good and I thought it would be nice to get a pic of where she lived and where I frequented don’t know how many times. This place has been now donated to a religious institution.

Emotions!

Another friend called me this evening, and when she came to know that I was in Shillong, she asked me if I could do her a favour. She asked me to get a picture of her house which is now sold! Emotions! Only if I had spoken to her before I came or knew of her wish I could have tried but now with less time in hand, it will remain a task for another day, for another year maybe! I couldn’t help but disappoint her this time.

5 pm Shillong. The siren still rings calling an end of working day…

When the sun sets and the twilight sets in, the sound of the conch shells blowing in unison tells you that all is not lost.

And somewhere from the distance, the music from the church choirs still refreshes no matter what I think of forced conversions or other political issues. That music assures you are home! Safe home!