Doors of Rajsathan..!

One of my favorite quotes of all time is

“If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite.”-William Blake

Have you ever felt when you enter a room through a door, you suddenly forgot why you came to that particular room? It has happened to me, and I am sure it might have happened to you too.  In the beautiful book, “Tell Tale Brain”, by VS Ramachandran. The author a Brain scientist, tries to reason it that, the brain is wired evolutionarily that when you pass through a narrow passage (Read door) and enter a wider expanse (A Room, Open area) Your mind tends to clean up the slate so as to prepare for new experiences and new challenges. When hunter gets out of the cave or his hut , he wants to forget the troubles at home and concentrate on the task at hand viz. hunting.. So, that particular genetic trait is still stuck with us… I think its a good one.

Well, that particular point is just an informative one. I particularly like doors, the band, the quote above, the book- “Doors of perception”. Also, I like the heavy doors from yester years. Doors mean different to different people, Security, privacy, Shackle to freedom. For me it is an important milestone. Because, the first step outside the door is the most important one. If you can take that, you are guaranteed if nothing but FUN. Now I am reminded of a yet another quote from a super-duper movie Matrix.

“But I can only show you the door. You’re the one that has to walk through it.”-Morpheus

So, I am posting an image gallery of doors which I clicked during my trip to Rajasthan last year.

That’s all folks, I will continue it with another post called Colors of Rajasthan..

-Santhosh

“The man who comes back through the Door in the Wall will never be quite the same as the man who went out. He will be wiser but less sure, happier but less self-satisfied, humbler in acknowledging his ignorance yet better equipped to understand the relationship of words to things, of systematic reasoning to the unfathomable mystery which it tries, forever vainly, to comprehend”
― Aldous Huxley.

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