Walking tags: memories

By Nachiket Joshi The strangeness derived from a quiet stroll along a city’s streets is not what you think it is. It doesn’t come from muttering prophetic syllables under your breath, or from the incantatory habits of the mind. If you are walking towards your lunch, or reaching for a packet of smokes, the whole journey gets wiped out once you reach your destination. Forgotten journeys return in involuntary flashes, appear as projections of the mind on itself, confusing experience for rem…