Fast Travel through Fleeting Memory of Losing Place…
Chennai, 12 th May 2024: My 85 years old Dad was visiting the new house we have moved into. On a Sunday morning, he agreed to accompany me to my weekly meditation session as it will give him an opportunity to visit the nearby temple as well. This meant getting to the ‘’metro’’ - underground and elevated train in parts – changing from blue to green line in between and then taking a short autorickshaw ride. Like most people of his generation, he was unsettled by the escalator ride as it was unsteady for him, he also was not clear why they had a security check getting into a train station. When scanned the QR code from my phone for the gate entry he was curious as to where I need to buy tickets. I told him that I bought the ticket as we were coming from home to the station using my phone and it was already in my phone. The elevated platform after two levels of escalator ride dis-oriented him and he no longer knew which side of the road we were in. My trying to poi...