Rediscovering Madrid

Second Leg of the Trip : Madrid
As I roamed through the streets of Madrid, I am marvelled how easy it is to go back to where I was. Things have changed, and quickly. But seeing the faces of people I have come to love, strolling through the winding curved streets and the terraces give me a unique sense of nostalgia. Gone are the reasons why I chose to leave, all that remains are the things I left behind. Am I always destined to regret leaving one place and lamenting being in another_? Shall I ever be content ? I wonder now if it is more to do with my own restraints than the true nature of who I am.
The in between living part is what makes life tricky. There are so many enigmas I never solved about Madrid like why do they put the shower nozzle off anytime they have a shower and you can never put it on? Why do they have lunch at 4 and dinner at 10?
You wouldn´t be able to tell that they are going through a financial collapse, as everyone seems for the most part happy go lucky. Children walking the streets at 12 pm, eating gelatto in the streets… nothing has changed in this regard.
Yet there has been other things that are visibly different. The project I was involved with has long gone under due to lack of resources. Yet this is not a failure, as they have applied what they learned about developing communities in a new neighborhood in Madrid.
Here are some pics of the last couple of days.

He appears to be on air, but there is a hidden compartment. It still takes a high degree of discipline to sit like that.

One thing about Madrid… there is always life at night, even on the weekdays

The story of the swan

Surrey has an insane amount of swans. It becomes commonplace to see them scattered everywhere. This is perhaps having to do with the fact that there is an excessive amount of parks. We had a beautiful set of parks nearby our house in England, and a little lake that curved around it. During spring, the moments were extraordinary to find the flowers blooming everywhere. England has a way with spring , perhaps it is the dreary rainy weather but flowers seem to thrive for months there. And with it, so do the swans.

Windsor Park, the official park of the queen has at least thirty fat swans which stroll through the park and bite at dogs. Swans can be very aggressive and ugly creatures. In UMass Amherst, the swans were notorious for biting college students but it is no wonder considering the abuse they took. A swan was painted pink and one was strangled once… So swans are hardly the way they are depicted in the Ugly Duckling.

The swans in Windsor Park... greedy little things

The swans in windsor park

Around two years ago, I saw the saddest sight imagineable. A couple of weeks before, a little swan nest had appeared. We were anxious to see the little swan babies. That particular morning, however, one swan was missing. The male swan was there, perfectly still. We saw feathers all over the lake. The mother swan was motionless in a corner and the baby egg lay exposed. We all observed it, distraught. The baby swan surely was dying or dead and the male swan would not survive without his mate. It was so sad.

The way human beings treat animals is sickening. Yet , if we only focus on environmental issues and ignore the abuse we do to each other this only leads to the same cycle of violence. We cannot fragment all of these problems, it lies deep within the moral core of our society. We just need to treat everyone with love, including animals. It sounds simplistic, but it really isn’t if you think of it. That male swan is probably a better father than many human beings would ever be…. and that’s sad.

Let's stop find the balance...somehow