In the last few days I had been sharing a lot of nature’s
beauty to my FB friends .AS I was mesmerized by the colour and shade of trees
and flowers and the landscape I felt
that i must share although i was
misallocating time as china’s devaluation write up was demanding my attention.
At that time I had no clue that I would be writing something
about Toranto -the city of colurs.Havnig had a chance to visit Paris –the city
of Romance, perfume and wine let me spare some time to translate what someone
else felt about Toronto which he or she preferred to call the city of colours. The
experience was narrated in an obscure Tamil weekly or fortnightly. Instantly i
remembered my MIM boy who is more of a friend than a student
who lives in Canada now.
At the time of Typing I also remember one supreme court Judge
of Canada who befriended me when he was at Pondicherry and kind enough to oblige to my request to deliver a lecture at Pondicherry university
when I was heading the department around
2008 .It is always not that easy to bring the original flavour while
translating into a foreign tongue from
our native language
Long ago not so long ago when I happened to walk in the streets of Toronto in a severe winter – a rare privilege only a few
would get, its sense of alienation and exclusiveness virtually intimidated me. But today it has
registered in my mind as the City Of
colours.
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