Yesterday the world celebrated the birth of Prophet Muhammad (P.B.U.H.)
We visited Fatehpur Sikri the night before.
It’s a world heritage site built by Akbar the Great that has so much significance in the Islamic world.
Akbar picked this particular site for his palace because it was where Sufi Shayk Salim Chishti — a beloved advisor — had his camp.
My son and I offered prayers on behalf of family and friends at Shayk Salim’s resting place.
Despite Azad and our guide trying their best, I succumbed to a very persistent artisan.
Shayk was looking out though — the pieces I bought were an extremely good deal.
Capitalism aside, the moments were priceless — we felt so fortunate and uplifted to breathe in the spiritual beauty.
We enjoyed perusing Needs market in Gurugram last night courtesy of Bavejas Uncle. So many amazing vegan delights
A multitude of dosa options
Yes, pistachio milk
And Yippee for noodles
It was all that and the bag of chips!
Cuba has left us with a lot to think about. Still coming to terms with its lessons on race, identity, the bounty of being out of one’s place of comfort, and most importantly those on human dignity and kindness.
While I make sense of those lessions, I’ll share some photos from Vedado, Trinidad, and points in between that testify to the whimsical, surprising beauty of this country and its people.
Sometimes I’ll glance out the window of an airplane and think “Now that’s someplace I need to check out”.
Have y’all ever visited a place that you first caught sight of out the window– of a bus, a train, or the car — and been intrigued? To the point of wanting to visit that place?
For me a couple places stand out. Gayatri and I once passed over Tunis at night on the way back to Chicago from Gaborone. This was before the cell phone era so you’ll have to use your imagination.
This place below, which I can best figure is near Qikiqtarjuaq in the Canadian Arctic seemed so intriguing with its glacier.
The same flight passed over Svalbard, Norway (if you’ve ever read The Golden Compass) but I didn’t have the presence of mind to get over to the window seat!
The African-American Artic explorer Matthew Henson was a hero of mine back in the day — so yea, something about the Arctic has always appealed.
We did a fly over the Okavango Delta.
We really want to give it a good walk around (but not within stompin’ range of the elephants)
Maybe you’ve also passed over Glen Canyon heading to California
So what places have called out to you from the window of a plane, a bus, a train, a car?
Maybe you’ve followed that call? You’ve gotta share that adventure!
As we passed through Doha on the way to Gaborone, I was amazed by the architectural beauty of so many Islamic inspired structures. It was truly a feast for the eyes and mind.
Though we did not have time to visit many of the older architectural treasures, I discovered that a lot of the buildings have received prestigious architectural awards over the last decade. The investment of Qatar in its country is amazing, and Al Jazeera is a gift to humanity.
There is even wonder in the Qatar airways “air sickness” bags!
Heading back from New York City last weekend I was amazed to see an updated station stop display (graph) on the E train to JFK. I don’t have a video, but you can see the how it updates the destinations (I didn’t notice eta) below — a list of next stops shifts to the right:
But wait, something is off!
My colleague Boris Gorelik had posted a piece entitled How to make a graph less readable? Rotate the text labels arguing that rotation of the axis labels imposes a processing cost on the reader. Keep the text aligned. Wouldn’t moving the destination labels up and down as Boris suggests save the jostled E train rider precious milliseconds?
We visited Maun with our family in December. Located near the eastern edge of the Okavango delta, it possesses a still, quiet beauty.
We took a short plane ride over the delta. As I look again at the images taken that day, I am struck by the fractal quality of the images.
How do you assess the “fractalness” of an image? I suppose that it has to do with the degree to which the image can be described by a self-similar patterns, hints of the same regularity as you zoom closer in. It looks like natural landscapes exhibit fractal qualities only over limited scales — perhaps 2 or 3 dimensions at most.
Maybe the echo of patterns at different scales hints at complex interactions of life in the delta.
Does it matter? The beauty is simply indescribable.