Revisiting Spaces, Revisiting Nostalgia

It is a different sun here :) A different moon, different stars.
Their light here is different, and their yellow skins too. Not logically, of course, but logic does not, and need not work all the time!
I have been spending the past couple of weeks revisiting spaces that hold significance from different periods of my life. Childhood, teenage, the starting point of my dancing journey, and streets that hold so many joyful memories.
Nothing seems to have changed much; the grey of the streets, the shade of the trees, and the feel of gentleness and delicacy in the breeze. My steps seem to have altered, though, I either am able to perceive more of its breadth, or I have become mature enough to see it in its true identity. In spite of their beauty, I am able to see and accept that it has its share of rotten grass and dead branches.
I can still weave stories around them, as I did for hours back in a more innocent time, and now I am not scared to talk about their ghosts and their secrets in the torn corners of their minds.

Time, or whatever it is that we so desperately try to hold within our clocks and the ticks of the three hands, seems to have shrunken back into the caves from which we invented it.
These journeys are, in a mildly desperate way, an attempt to familiarize myself back with a city I have literally spent my whole life in until now. It is amazing how what you think has been true and yours for decades can suddenly become unfamiliar in a second, and what has been but for a short while can show you such an astonishing glimpse of eternity. And there could have been no other beautiful way for the universe to teach me that time is just an illusion, and it is all about space and our perception and responses to it. Quantum physics, in its simplest, is finally making some sense to me :D

There is no need to hurry, no need to make sense of every second, and no need to try and make everything meaningful. While the purpose of the whole creation itself remains such a mystery, why bother heaping importance on physical spaces that keep melting and morphing? Its more than enough to lie on their lap and keep weaving on stories :)
I am off to catch up on some more Einstein, for nothing in Science had so caught my attention as this concept of time and space. Here are a few pictures from these short (physical) journeys :