(see image better on Flickr)
Some twenty years ago when I shifted to big-city Delhi from small-town Jaipur one of the things which disoriented me most was not being able to see the horizon. Even if at times I had an access to a roof or a high-rise balcony, houses and roads stretched on and on forever.
Where were the open spaces? Where was the horizon? What should I stare at when I needed to think?
Slowly walls took the place of horizons. If it had a pretty picture on it, even more so. The definition of space became confined to floor areas.
Horizons are now like old friends. Met rarely. On vacations or weekend drive outs. Each time they are seen they are missed.
Photograph details: Tonemapped HDR of 3 handheld exposures. Colour adjustment in Photoshop.