So here’s my morbid thought for the day.
Can we consciously create detachable memories? Those that are easy to part with by choice (and not over time). Memories made of [ Real life events ] + [ Futile but seemingly meaningful emotional associations ] that we carefully plant in our own minds.
In application, It might make it easy for us to unlearn concepts and ideologies, possibly leading to a more tolerant world. Conversely, it might affect what we may have spent two decades learning, but that is a different train of thought which I will reserve for another day.
There is a massive explosion of books every Sunday at Daryaganj in Old Delhi. The permanent shops shut down once a week to make way for a busy street fair, home to a range of second-hand books, some new, some old and out of print now. Once you cross the section selling books, you can also find clothes, stationery, tools, electronics..the list is endless. I find pleasure in observing the structure of this unorganised make-shift market place. For the past 6 years I have been visiting the book market at least once a month. I discover rare books about rare subjects and often, I learn about things I had never known about. The last time I visited, I bought a book on Logic that got me interested in philosophy. The bustle, the pace, the noise, I enjoy every bit of the Daryaganj experience. Following are some images from one of my trips.
And now for some vintage Bolywood film posters.
Did I mention the food there is great too.