This post is for my friend KT, a Shimla-ite who now lives in Bangalore. She chides me for prettifying Shimla and says I must be fair to those who follow this blog by highlighting equally my town's ugly aspects. My only excuse for the way this blog presents Shimla is that when I love something - a place, an idea, a person, I tend to focus solely on its (their) best features. The bad parts come to me a long while afterwards... So, K, here's another perspective of your old home-town. A not-so-pretty one at that! Happy??
Okay, so here's my question: what is it with Shimla's love for statues? They are all over the place. They are painted in funny shades of copper, or a strangely military grey. The expressions on the faces of the statues does little credit to the originals.
I have a theory: Indians believe that nothing (no object or person) should be entirely perfect or beautiful. That privilege, one assumes, belongs only to God, or the Higher Spirit or the Man/Woman-Up-There. Thus, if person looks too comely, we apply a small black dot on their person, to ward off the evil eye. The statues whose photos you see below do that for Shimla! Can there be any other reason for so placing these monstrosities that no one can pass them without having to look at them?
Okay, so here's my question: what is it with Shimla's love for statues? They are all over the place. They are painted in funny shades of copper, or a strangely military grey. The expressions on the faces of the statues does little credit to the originals.
I have a theory: Indians believe that nothing (no object or person) should be entirely perfect or beautiful. That privilege, one assumes, belongs only to God, or the Higher Spirit or the Man/Woman-Up-There. Thus, if person looks too comely, we apply a small black dot on their person, to ward off the evil eye. The statues whose photos you see below do that for Shimla! Can there be any other reason for so placing these monstrosities that no one can pass them without having to look at them?
Former Prime Minister Lal Bahadur Shastri, noncommittal, near the CTO.
A sanctimonious Dr. Y. S. Parmar, the first Chief Minister of Himachal Pradesh on the Ridge.
A masterful Indira Gandhi, former Prime Minister, unamused by the hordes who throng the Ridge & Lakkar Bazaar daily.
A strangely muscular Mahatma Gandhi, the father of the nation, looks down disapprovingly at the doings on the Ridge.
Lala Lajpat Rai, patriot who died fighting colonial rule at Scandal Point.
Babasaheb Ambedkar, the author of our Constitution at Chaura Maidan. His statue is a favourite resting place with local monkeys, as can be seen in the bottom right of the picture.
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