There is a swank new mall down the road from where I live. A mall of very different stripe too. Open courtyards, landscaped gardens with fountains and wishing wells, community halls, a petting zoo and a toy train. The stores almost seem an afterthought. The place has the feel of a village. This is the first example of New Urbanism that I have seen.
"If we can repair the physical fabric of our everyday world, many of the damaged and abandoned institutions of our civic life may follow into restoration." says James Kunstler making his case for new urbanism. There a certain serenity about this place that I have not felt at malls elsewhere.
In fact peace and calm are not feelings I have come to associate with a trip to the mall. There are more people outside sunning themselves in the courtyard than there are inside shopping which may not augur well for the stores themselves. The alfresco bistros and restaurants do brisk business though.
That the lure of tempting consumer goods does not draw the would-be shopper quite as much as the bare wooden bench by a fountain exemplifies the point Kunstler makes. It is perhaps for a reason that the local Buddhist Sangha holds it's meetings at the community center here.
An expat desi friend and I were discussing what it means to return to India when you have cobbled together a life in a foreign country no matter how flawed and imperfect. We have both spent over a decade outside India and have kids who were born abroad and have spent very little time back home. Returning "home" is something a lot of new immigrants like L and myself think about. We want very much for that to be an option because a full assimilation into our country of domicile is likely never going to happen. L has visited India more often than I have and has a much better pulse on what's going on there. For me the strongest drag force working against my desire to return home is my experience of life as a woman in India. I neither want to live that suffocatingly sheltered existence myself nor subject J to it. The freedom, independence and safety I have had in here in suburban America was not even something I knew I could expect to have in India. I never knew what it felt t
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