The first day when I arrived in the city, it was hot. Not just hot, but like the hell below the earth decided to show its existence and teased all human beings in the city, showing them what awaits some of them in the end. There were a lot of people moving on their day to day business, who congregated in flow like the river, which was an unstoppable force to reckon with and it could be heard from miles away along with the sounds of heavy breathing, screeching, screaming and honking of the city. Add to this my poor eyesight and the constant rush to experience this life across Atlantic, as I navigated through the city, it felt overwhelming. I could not breathe and I could not see what I saw a thousand times on the screen, every time I watched the film or the video set in this place. One cannot look at and study people like I am accustomed back at home. They call it mean-mugging over here.

But what I saw was different from what I expected. I saw energy moving abruptly, in the blink of the eye. Hustle and bustle on the streets, white-collar army march, homeless sleeping on the street, casual walks of young and old families with their kids. All this was so mixed up together that I could barely distinguish people, I just saw silhouettes, set in decorations  reminiscent of buildings, recent ads, taxis, 4x4s and so on. Those silhouettes live life at the day time, flowing through the city, when at night like any other creature they come to their home to recharge their batteries while emitting their energy towards their loved ones.

Summer passed. Winter now at the doorstep, the unbearable heat was switched for a refreshing freeze. But ghosts are still here. The constant movement and rush. That feeling of change in the blink of an eye.

Capital Ads

Emittance

Speeding

Blinded

Walking

Altercation