Mechanics by Reena Saxena



“These are not weeds, but garlands woven by time on your existence.” It is my tenth day in the seniors’ home. I’m doing a survey for my thesis on speed of social change. I gather distilled wisdom, but the context has changed. They are unable to build a relevance for themselves in new frameworks. I propose a video series, a book to make their voice heard. Some of them look enthusiastic. Some are just sceptical. I meet my favourite Uncle Henry on the way out, “You know what… there is fuel in the tank, but the engine does not start.”

2 July 2021

Source: Mechanics