look through the window
few more pictures here
its one of my favorite view. i often stand beside this window… i could see a lake, a canal taking the dumped water of the city to somewhere, a rail line, passing train, hurrying people, running vehicle, burning sun… even the gloomy moon. sometime count the number of compartments of a train, sometime try to realize how a day dissolve into night, sometime try to figure out how many window i could see… its endless. i try to realize how many people live in this city. i don’t know… but i know everyone of them keep an individual world around them. its different from each other. it has joy, sorrow, complexity in it’s own way.