Finding that almost absent space to park my bike and secure it to that immovable piece of metal, I walked down the path lined with an array of them. It left me wondering about which of the two choices we take every day is far more bemusing: ignorance of the faces that own the adjacent bikes or indifference to their mere existence.

The comforting smile you receive from a fellow passenger, the slow step someone takes to make you enter a bustling train, the vendor who takes time to tend to you at a crowded market place: moments that create a definition of time where indifference ceases to exist, but just that one stays ignorant to even take notice. Perhaps Thomas Gray coined ‘Ignorance is bliss....’ for those of us who chose ignorance and remained indifferent to the other significant part of that phrase. Let’s take a minute to go explore that possibility...